Category Archives: Psychoanalytic
Did Mariah Want Gold or Healing
There is nothing I shall want, she said, as she stared at the place on the counter where the bag of gold used to be. She was practicing letting go of this and that, mostly that gold. It was … Continue reading
A Dream of The Host
I had a dream after our Monday Night Kundalini Yoga class. In my dream, I am in bed. My yoga teacher, Seri Amrita, is at the side of my bed and has put a stepping stool there for me to … Continue reading
Travelling- inner and outer.
I am home from Morocco and rested up some. I watched the movie “Cat on a Hot Tin Roof” and there was plenty to like about it. Paul Newman was a young man in the movies when I was young … Continue reading
Crying Uncontrollably
A beautiful morning in the ‘Burg. It is cool. A humming bird buzzed behind my head on my porch and the yellow finches are on the sunflowers at the back of my yard. I have been to a meeting of … Continue reading
Mariah and Soul Mate Matters
A short story about relationship and how a past life might impact this life. Continue reading
Leprechaun trying to be Funny
Mariah made a list for herself and Uishneach to clean up the place before bedtime, before the pismires took over their humble abode. Food items needed to be put away, covered up completely and all waste foods put out … Continue reading
Oil Drop
She meditated in her office space getting ready for the day. She invited or rather got out of the way of something shining down on her and found something to weep about that was stored in her cells, some old … Continue reading
The Cream of the Leprechauns
Mariah, the Leprechaun loves to watch her father milking the red white head cow. He always started with pulling a stool from the wall and setting it under him as he approached the cow’s elders, her sacks of milk. He … Continue reading
A Dream and Meditation
I often thought I should be writing when I am meditating as the images and thoughts that come to me out of the meditation, may all escape me like a half remembered dream, unless I write something down in the … Continue reading