Hi, I’m just me.

A struggling person, trying to find peace and moments of happiness while walking in my trauma, enjoying the beauty of life, the lessons of pain and finding the path to resilience…oh and walking the distance with my dogs. My only family who have never flinched in the face of my struggle. I know they have souls because they have helped me find mine.

Shadows: The darker, reflective side of life—the struggles, the hidden pain, and the lingering effects of trauma.

Sparks: The moments of resilience, hope, and the drive to keep moving forward despite the darkness.

Why!!??

Parts of my brain,

Usually packed with

Grease and gears

Moving slowly

Synchro-servo

If the one on the end

Turns forward

And the one at the beginning

Turns backwards

Do I need to assess

The direction of all the ones

In between?

I don’t think it matters

As long as I know how it

Began

And how it

Ends

It’s a lovely machine

Made by

An intricate eye

No missing teeth

On any gear

SYNCHRONIC