What I Found at the Bottom of Every Bottle I Ever Drank
A poem of struggle and excuses. (It’s never too late for a new beginning.) Continue reading What I Found at the Bottom of Every Bottle I Ever Drank
Author: vixenlea
Woman, mom, teacher, writer, unicorn-lover, tree-hugger, magic-seeker, crier, human.
Writing about life: my years of drinking, my awakening, finding the Razzle-Dazzle, trying to be present and figure all this out.
*Warning: my content is raw and honest...I speak my truth to heal myself. I no longer run from my shadows. My past is what led me to my present.
Three years ago I decided to quit drinking
I was an alcoholic for over 25 years. During that time I also lived my life like a normal person. Continue reading Three years ago I decided to quit drinking
Resolutions
This year I am going to pull my dreams down from the shelf and roll them in my hands like clay. Continue reading Resolutions
This is not one of those feel-good posts about the hidden blessings of 2020
I’m not going to tell you about all the positive things that came out of this cluster-fuck of a year. Continue reading This is not one of those feel-good posts about the hidden blessings of 2020
Believe
There comes a time in every young girl’s life when she starts to wonder why she can’t pet her imaginary unicorn. Continue reading Believe
The Circle (poetic reflection on lessons of 2020)
As 2020 nears its much-awaited end, I reflect on the lessons of this year. We can no longer afford to believe that we, as humans, are outside the laws of nature. Continue reading The Circle (poetic reflection on lessons of 2020)
The Words I Write
I started writing because there were stories inside of me that needed to get out. Old stories, gritty stories, haunting stories. Stories I had spent years drinking into the shadows. Stories that peered up at me in fragile longing, begging to be seen and forgiven. Continue reading The Words I Write
Snow Day (or, Why we didn’t log on to eLearning)
Sometimes I think we just need to remember to follow our hearts in whatever direction brings us the most joy, even if that means that we put off those mundane responsibilities for a bit. Continue reading Snow Day (or, Why we didn’t log on to eLearning)
After the Rain
Nature has much to teach us, not the least of which is humility. Though life itself appears linear, when we widen our perspective we can see the overlapping cycles that enable all living things, including humans, to thrive. Conflict and strife are human concepts, born of our over-active egoic minds. Continue reading After the Rain
Hey Depression, old pal
Thought you’d skipped town for good. Yet I keep catching glimpses of you creeping around again, under the clutter in my messy house and behind the quinoa in my secret stash of Oreos. Continue reading Hey Depression, old pal
