My relationship with my mother has always felt like the most complicated relationship of my life. I know I have a lot more writing to do on this.

Synchronicities fall under the "magic" heading to me.

I'd like to imagine that "dreamoir" becomes a subgenre of nonfiction, maybe ultimately because I'd love to read many more dreamoirs by other writers - poets and memoirists especially.

I wish to be a cat. I like to imagine I was a cat in a past life.

I love indices! They are poetry in and of themselves, depending on the book.

I imagine there's an undercurrent of the impact of early religious teachings and my break from what I was taught and expected to perform if I wanted to be considered normal in my family of origin.

The women in my family - my grandmother and my mother - have been both sources of comfort and terror. Protection was not always available.

I pay attention as much as I can. I try to surround myself with other women with magical powers and a lot falls under the heading "magical powers."

To me, magic is everywhere.

Cats connote sexuality in standard dream dictionaries.

You only live once so, lets make a difference people will remember.

You get to be famous or have some notoriety and there are so many people who want a piece of you.

That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.

We can now destroy or we can cherish-the choice is ours.

I felt a rush of trust--felt that life might be not just tolerable but beautiful, if I could only remember to find the bare Present.

Why should I try to make you believe the things I believe in?

So many boys and girls talk the same way, listen to the same music, look the same. If I'm out, I'll notice the person who looks different before I notice the person who's, "really hot."

My Marine experience helped shape who I am now personally and professionally, and I am grateful for that on an almost daily basis.

A good compromise is when both parties are dissatisfied

Do I wither up and disappear, or do I make the best of my time left?