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Blog postSpecial thanks to our guest speaker, Auburn native and fashion model Jackie Cioffa, who shared her own personal journey with mental illness. Her remarks were especially fitting at this time when so many have suffered in isolation and grief during the pandemic. Thank you Jackie! – Unity House
An Auburn native, Jackie is a champion of women’s rights and a staunch advocate of mental health awareness, especially timely right now. A celebrity makeup artist and an international model f -
Blog postI walk the streets and the world has emerged from the quiet.
Cars whiz by radio blasting as if nothing has been permanently altered.
Not one single thing.
As if our world and way of living haven’t been shook.
Rocked to the core.
I learned over a year that most people are blind, selfish, and missed the cosmic opportunity for growth.
The missed opportunity for change, of the human collective.
Nope, they’d rather get back to work, buy more shit they don’t -
Blog postNo matter how far I’ve traveled, how many people of different circumstances, color, or beliefs I have met, I have never been able to fully understand them. Us, the complexities of humans. We are at a critical moment in time that requires every fiber of our strength, where digging deep may not be enough.
This is our once-in-a-century opportunity to test our courage and kindness. Lord knows it’s hard when there are a whole lot of assholes out there. Like the man (man, woman) at the gym -
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Blog postI have not been quiet about my journey or struggles with mental health, hoping I might help one person. That I feel the depths of their pain, I get the burden, and the feelings of helplessness, completely and utterly alone. I endure the ups and downs, anxiety and depression.
This past year has given you all a tiny glimpse into what “fight or flight” feels like under the skin.
It steals your dreams, your hopes, your faith, and leaves you numb.
Better off dea -
Blog postIf I was your child would you grant me an open-hearted curiosity and gypsy spirit
Might you discover the planet with me, all her beauty, heartache and mystery
Would you cover me in a coat of armor?
So my blood didn’t weep
If I was your brave child that got broken and bruised
Would you patch up my busted knees and aching heart
Would you shower me with love even when undeserving?
If I was your child, but not yours to hold onto
Not for too long, too tig -
Blog postLife has been very good to me.
Life hasn’t always been kind.
It has been brutal.
But you know that now more than ever.
I wonder why God decided to put us right here, in the middle of chaos and suffering, death and disease.
Maybe your God has no say, maybe it’s just bad timing, or science or evolution?
I don’t know.
I really don’t.
I can’t wrack my brain around it.
Maybe your God or mine or the molecul -
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Blog postLight and dark.
Space between the stars, we are.
Reflections. Patterns. Places.
Time tricks us into thinking we have more than enough.
To learn. To grow.
To surrender all things you think you know.
Time to leisurely learn
About yourself.
We do not.
We lie to ourselves and think, I’ll deal with that dream, that hope, that better version of me later.
We tuck it away, our tomorrow’s.
For someday. For another day.
Shrugging it o -
Blog postI used to believe anything was possible.
Anything at all.
At what precise moment did I ever forget to look up at the moon admiring the stars?
Life is hard for everyone, I understand this.
But every once in a while, not very often I admit it’s much harder for me.
You can’t see it on my face, the pain, the exhaustion of hiding a broken mind.
If we had a conversation you would never even know it.
How many times do I have to bring myself bac -
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Blog postEveryone deserves something beautiful.
I was never the girl who liked flowers.
I discovered I loved digging in the dirt instead, leaving a hidden seed behind.
Waiting a full, grueling season, wondering which plant or flower had survived the gray freeze of a long, biting winter.
Just like one hundred moon cycles before, the sun reappears.
I wonder if the earth’s bounty will thrive long after I’m gone.
Creating a little som -
Blog postWhen you’re young and in love with the world
Everything feels better than this
This moment, this season, this pain
When you’re young with the sun warming your face, and your feet covered in sand
You couldn’t know all your big, bold dreams
Would evaporate out to sea into the mist
Leaving you stranded
Wrinkled, disappointed, and bitter
Alone with self-hatred, sorrow, and dark thoughts
I was happy once
I was pretty or so it seemed
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Titles By Jacqueline Cioffa
Brainstorms (An Expression of Depression Book 2)
Oct 12, 2010
by
Melvin Burgess,
Todd Swift,
Sadie Frost,
Clint Catalyst,
Lucie Barât,
Fran Lock,
Nina Antonia,
Fawn Neun
$4.99
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