I haven’t been blogging much, life has gotten very life-y. Some stress, health issues, and such. Some days I can slay the Dragon and other days, it slays me. One day at a time, one thing at a time. The body is demanding more rest, a lot more. Mind, body, and soul need a recharge. It gets weirder by the minute it seems. The collective restlessness is at an all-time high. My brain is on some sort of broken record and I could use the soft sounds of a stream, the rhythm of an ocean, the whispers of the wind. I need some outside time. Time feels like some runaway train blurring one month into another.
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I was born and raised in the smallest of towns in Southwest Virginia. A town that is extraordinarily active, yet a town that is like it's very own little mini Bible belt. My dad was Baptist, my mom pentecostal, and I'm paranormal. I would venture to say it is somewhat of a family trait. One that is met with equal acceptance and curiosity as much as it is met with skepticism. Individually and collectively so much has been experienced and witnessed at times to such a degree that one might wonder how on earth there is room for doubt. I dont have all the answers, I do not have it all figured out. Im as human as everyone else relying heavily many mornings on a lot of coffee and a little Jesus. In fact, I can't decide what I want for dinner most days. One constant is I cannot go a single day without chocolate. Pour a cup of coffee, or a little tea and whiskey and join me in my confessions of a haunted freak. View more posts