joined on 04/29/05
last updated 09/15/08
August 30, 2005
Roxianne is a kind and wonderful person. She is willing to listen to someone and offer what help she can. She is insightful and full of surprises. She is a healer and a mentor. Her imagination is a world I’d like to vacation in.
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about me
I'm a seeker, a lifelong learner who's never been able to settle down to one career or even one lifestyle.
At the moment, I'm working for a mega-corporation, doing "sales and customer service." In other words, telemarketing, although at least I'm doing inbound calls.
In "real life" I'm a massage therapist, hypnotherapist, Reiki Master, and writer. I offer a variety of services including gem therapy and animal totem readings. You could say I'm a dilettante, and I suppose that's true. Now if I could just find someone who'd hire me based on those qualifications, I'd be all set.
I prefer to believe I'm a work in progress.
Transformation, phase 2
(blog entry)
Since my last blog entry -- which seems about a thousand years ago -- my life has transformed in ways I'd never have expected. I no longer live in the house with the mural. Instead, my ex-husband lives there with his girlfriend, and I've lived in ...
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Transformation
(blog entry)
I've been busy this summer transforming myself. In part, this was instigated -- or maybe catalyzed -- by a friend's unexpected words and actions. I didn't set out with the intention of changing ... but I've found that lately, I'm thinking of mys...
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STING
(blog entry)
The anger lay frozen in my petrified heart,
a scorpion in amber,
forever poised for the sting, encased
in resin that seeped from an ancient wound
pierced long ago through my armoring bark.
I thought it dead, fossilized and safe,
yet now r...
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CHAINS
(blog entry)
She dances into your morning garden,
eyes bright with promises, one moment gentle,
the next demanding a gift
you didn't plan to give.
She manipulates your vision
until you cannot even see
the rain, nor smell the scent of roses
in the d...
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Birth Pains
(blog entry)
BIRTH PAINS
Another storm rolls in, its thunder
pounding in my head
till it splits wide open
at the fontanel. Soft at birth, this spot
is now as calcified as the rest of me,
hard as stone, it encases my brain and holds
in the pain ti...
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Since my last blog entry -- which seems about a thousand years ago -- my life has transformed in ways I'd never have expected. I no longer live in the house with the mural. Instead, my ex-husband lives there with his girlfriend, and I've lived in two different places since then, and am planning to move yet again.
Transformation ... The process I started back then changed me to the point that I realized I could no longer stay in my marriage. After nearly 23 years, I left my husband and went...
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I've been busy this summer transforming myself. In part, this was instigated -- or maybe catalyzed -- by a friend's unexpected words and actions. I didn't set out with the intention of changing ... but I've found that lately, I'm thinking of myself as MORE than a massage therapist, a hypnotherapist, a writer, a mother, a wife. Not that I was ever just those things, but it's amazing how much we can limit ourselves with these labels.
My friend stripped away the labels, or rather, somethi...
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The anger lay frozen in my petrified heart,
a scorpion in amber,
forever poised for the sting, encased
in resin that seeped from an ancient wound
pierced long ago through my armoring bark.
I thought it dead, fossilized and safe,
yet now rage builds within me,
rapping against the hard shell of my heart.
It burns in my veins like venom.
My brother's eyes mirror mine, I resonate
with his rage, a mad bull bent on self-destruction.
That which isn't flint is tinder,
fuels the fir...
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She dances into your morning garden,
eyes bright with promises, one moment gentle,
the next demanding a gift
you didn't plan to give.
She manipulates your vision
until you cannot even see
the rain, nor smell the scent of roses
in the damp heat, nor hear the silent chains
as she fastens them in place
around your heart.
For you are still drunk with sleep, delirious
with lust, and her dance distracts you
from the weight of cold metal in your breast.
You do not notice, even...
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BIRTH PAINS
Another storm rolls in, its thunder
pounding in my head
till it splits wide open
at the fontanel. Soft at birth, this spot
is now as calcified as the rest of me,
hard as stone, it encases my brain and holds
in the pain till it builds to a crescendo.
My Self springs from my crown,
still in its infancy, blinking at the light from within
its cradle, the world too bright.
But soon this new form, ethereal,
translucent, will be solid and fleshy
as the old self ...
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