Oh, Cathy….

ceramic, 1994, 12″ x 5″ x 1/2″

Writing this blog is entirely self-referential.

I use my own experiences as fodder for understanding the changes occurring in me

As I make my way down this road accompanied by chronic illness.

In yesterday’s post I discussed consciousness and the lack of it.

The genesis of my writing came from a reaction I had to a friend who arrived to pick me up for dinner very stoned.

My history includes dealing with a childhood of uncertainty stemming from living with an alcoholic father.

I am on hyper-alert when it comes to fuzzy consciousness.

That said, I apologize to all of you who use substances to ease the discomfort and pain of illness.

I have no judgement in this regard, believe me..

I just have my own personal threshold of a safety zone

And it is VERY personal, I know.

So please forgive my own unconsciousness with regard to a wider view of the thing.

Thank you for making me aware of this oversight.

I’ll leave you with a bit of natural consciousness altering substance:


3 Responses to “Oh, Cathy….”

  1. Jane on March 31st, 2012

    Thanks again, Cathy, and I LOVE the sand!

  2. gerry harty on March 31st, 2012

    Cathy in your imperfection…YOU ARE PERFECT!!!…we all love you!!!

  3. Kayla on April 3rd, 2012

    thanks for the sand images link. AMAZING!!!!!! natural consciousness altering, indeed.

Leave a Reply