Hello, I'm Hilary and I am depressed. That's taken me a long time to admit to myself. It's not surprising really. I come from a family that has depression all over the place. I didn't want to be part of that crowd. Not that I thought I was better than that. I was in survival … Continue reading Coming out of the dark
Author: willowbearblog
Living Native in da U.P. 1
This coming weekend is Powwow weekend. I'm excited because this will be my first powwow as a rez resident. I live here now and don't have to worry about traveling home after my vacation. It's also my first powwow as a Tribal Veteran and beginning Elder at 59 years old. I was thinking about my … Continue reading Living Native in da U.P. 1
Ponderings 2
Is there a moment where you can recall first feeling like a grown-up? I'm watching Pluto TV and saw a commercial for the old Johnny Carson show. I remember my parents watching that show after I went to bed. I would hear my parents laugh and wish I could be in on the joke. When … Continue reading Ponderings 2
New literary source
https://www.dropbox.com/sh/qmlbf5ljbt6jbhx/AAC4qTlPu-CaC34sQU9J6R2xa/July%2013th%20Publications/Poetry/Remarkable_Poetry.pdf?dl=0 This is a new source I found on Facebook. They take all kinds of writing. FYI for my fellow writers out there!
Ponderings 1
We've had some family losses in the last few months. The first of us cousins, and the first of the aunts/uncles, 5 days apart. It was a serious blow to us. At M's funeral, I watched as the family reunited after years of being apart. We all live in the same small town within minutes … Continue reading Ponderings 1
What is a “Mom”?
Maternal feelings. Wanting to have kids and be a mom. Baby fever. Raising children. I didn't have any of those kinds of feelings in my teens or twenties, not even my thirties. I didn't like playing with dolls and pretending to be a mom. I wanted to go outside and climb a tree or ride … Continue reading What is a “Mom”?
Windows
A pane of glass separates me from the out there. I gaze and imagine what lies beyond. The cold keeps me inside, but my mind walks for miles in the storm.
Family
At 58 years old, I have finally started gathering those around me that I consider to be family. I have a family of my own of course; mom and my brother. He's married and so I have a sister-in-law that I adore and the most beautiful niece ever. I am blessed to have a wife … Continue reading Family
What kind of man?
What kind of man will you be? What kind of world will you see? What kind of man- Will you honor women, seeing and loving them for all they are? Will family fill your heart with joy when you see their faces? Will friends love to be around you, laughing with the good times and … Continue reading What kind of man?
Musical Memory #3
Music Memory #3- Carmina Burana Carmina Burana is a grand opus of poetry written by the Goliards; a band of poet-musicians who were scholars and clerical students. They celebrated the more carnal and earthy nature of life; words of beer drinking, enjoying the beauty of a woman and conversing about the unpredictable nature of life. … Continue reading Musical Memory #3
WillowBear Musings 