I’d love to write long-form; informative, entertaining, and creative pieces. Tapestries that interweave and intersect cleverly and stimulatingly. I want the reader to walk away from the piece more educated and empowered or with a smile. I want to draw upon personal lessons, my education, and my experiences in counseling others to create pieces thatContinue reading “Houseplant Arousal”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Magnetic Zombie
I shoot up my hand but before the words touch the air, I’m shhhh’d. At the pulpit is the critic rambling and spitting dribble. What am I doing here anyway, I ask? Standing, I unfurl my favorite finger of the bunch, and enjoy the slam of the door behind me. I’m bumbling through sentences constructingContinue reading “Magnetic Zombie”
Struggling Orchid: A Poem
I deleted a post. I tried to delete you. Like a Jack in the Box, time winds a memory to pop. Out of gas, I break the white line. Her words edge me out, a rag doll or rather a wolf in sheepskin. She skips, hand-in-hand on the wild edge of a curb. Superb feelingsContinue reading “Struggling Orchid: A Poem”
Learning To Fly
A dismembered wing of a mallard duck my Dad killed hunting housed in a plastic bag is what my second-grade self brought to show-in-tell. And at 40-years-old, the irony was not lost on me when I stood on my front lawn this morning, mouth agape in awe at seeing the final few of my petContinue reading “Learning To Fly”
Scent Of A Woman
Out of concern about the partner of a client feeling ganged up on (this happened previously to them in couples therapy), I wonder if I over-corrected and my client felt that way. I hope not. I am sweaty; not tears coming out of my pores sweaty, but a subtle “ooh, it’s humid out” kind. SlappingContinue reading “Scent Of A Woman”
I Got A New Attitude
How do we change our have-to’s to want-to’s? I’m taking my resolutions slow and steady in the spirit of starting and ending 2023 like the tortoise. Twenty push-ups by December 31st means I have a long way to go. To see just how far, I dropped to the floor to see and squeezed out oneContinue reading “I Got A New Attitude”
Tiptoe Through The Tulips
During covid, seed-exchange programs popped up in communities to share resources. I only found out they existed when I read an article on sourcing inexpensive gardening seeds earlier today. I then found and joined one in my area. Not only did I get a 4-digit code and an address to pick them up from, butContinue reading “Tiptoe Through The Tulips”
Happy New Year!
With Mr. Rogers-like exuberance, Dave stands and says, “What do we want to do today?!” Then, answering his question says, “Are we doing it?!” My silent look says it all as I continue being treated by Evelyn’s pretend shot for an illness. It’s a sunny day, full of hope and promise on this eve ofContinue reading “Happy New Year!”
Feeling Badly
At the hockey game, I felt compelled to write the quirks of the guy seated next to me. “Didn’t practice the power kills this week, did we boys?” But I didn’t, and I don’t know why. I deny myself in posts. I shut down unworthy thoughts and feelings and then wish I hadn’t. My journeyContinue reading “Feeling Badly”
Desert Dwellers
Three outdated satellite dishes sit on property underneath powerlines, trucks’ hoods are rusted and propped open, and there are a smattering of unworking appliances. Seeing this disarray while driving to work brought back a memory from Slab City. If you don’t know Slab City, it’s a desolate place for vagrants, the disenfranchised, and the curious,Continue reading “Desert Dwellers”
Going On 40 