Author Archives: nisisegor

Who am I?

Last night Lying curled up Quiet in the dark cocoon of my sleeping bag I heard the owl’s call somewhere outside my window in the trees. Whooo whoo What is its meaning? To me? With this confusion? Then I realized. … Continue reading

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Sweet Betty’s

Yesterday mom and the girls out to Sweet Betty’s. Full with banana crepes I posed a question I was struggling with. My sisters sat up leaned forward listened attentively seriously offered me their best. Go to the woman. Tell her … Continue reading

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The Masters’ Words

Into bones The masters’ words sink Stiff & brittle Cracks & crevices Bathed in silence, softness, light Renewed form emerges From webs so tight a strangled voice utters no sounds No place to go No escape from tangled thoughts The … Continue reading

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Les Mis

Last night my husband and I saw Les Miserables at the movie theater. We hardly ever go, but our kids gave us gift cards to the Regal Cinemas. Can’t turn down free tickets 🙂 And I cried most of the … Continue reading

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A Letter to Myself

Last year, on January 1st, this question came to me, “Sad girl, why do you stop me from doing things?” This year, came a letter to myself: Let this person be who she needs to be If she was not … Continue reading

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From Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

One of the great liabilities of life is that all too many people find themselves living amid a great period of social change and yet they fail to develop the new attitudes, the new mental responses that the new situation … Continue reading

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The Look

It was the LOOK smashed me to pieces broke the trust shamed me created immobility out of my fear and helplessness. I trusted my high school teacher worked with her on dramatic interpretive pieces that dug deep into my vulnerabilities, … Continue reading

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From Marie-Louise von Franz

By grabbing their own fantasies and pulling them too eagerly into the light of consciousness and by interpreting them at once with too much intensity, many people destroy their secret inner life. Creativity sometimes needs the protection of darkness, of … Continue reading

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As the Trap Door Opens

“Write about a longing.” For something I lost. From my childhood times, something of me faded, muted, disappeared. Vivid, colorful visualizing: symbolic conjuring of songs, ideas, feelings, landscapes that came as easily to my mind as words came to my … Continue reading

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Afraid

Accusations Criticisms Sophomoric Aggrandizing Sentimentality Exaggeration. You little twit. You’ll ruin Everything. It’s not real It’s not real It’s not real It’s not real Can no one HEAR this small child crying? It is REAL.

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