Autumn rides chill evening breezes. It is the edge of ice,. The long, slow slide to sleep. It is the whisper of a falling leaf. Autumn is the riot of color,. The hope and memory of sunlight and hearthlight painted across trees. It is the scent of spice,. The warmth of cocoa and rich soups. It is a soft sweater on a clear day. It is the sunset of life. It is the descent into night.

Working things out and, more or less, getting by. Forum member Alan Smithee asked a series of questions regarding what we share and what we keep secret due to mental illness.

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Sometimes the deseparate nature of my life overwhelms me and consumes me beyond the ability to breathe. I struggle and I fight through the thoughts. The unending supply of thoughts that run through my mind. Fear of falling just short. Saturday, 31 March 2012.

Music, fabric, clay and more. Explanation? You may even get the periodic update on the creative side of my current life. , as my mom used to call him.

The unapparent harmony is more powerful than the apparent one. Thursday, September 18, 2014. Finding the Right Mentor to Fulfill Transformation. This blog has never been quite right. From the get-go, my intentions, although beautiful and good, were vague. When I moved to Tucson, I started attending the Tucson Bloggers Meetup group.

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