I’m in the bath, watching a candle as it casts shadows on the wall. I am transported to a distant future after seeing the green blinking light from my Sonicare. One where the demands and stress in my life are minimal, and I am old. Like, maybe 70. It felt friendly and gentle. The demandsContinue reading “Money For Nothing”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Nobody Puts Baby
“Go get more education,” a defensive, cornered-feeling client told me in session today. Little did they know that being perceived as an idiot or a shitty therapist is an insecurity of mine, so the attack caused a few stars to swirl above my cartoon anvil-hit head. Thankfully their focus returned to the conversation with their partner givingContinue reading “Nobody Puts Baby”
Save The Clock Tower
There was an ominous leaf on my car’s hood this evening. As I searched the pitch-black parking lot for a shadowy figure, I pulled the car’s handle to shine the dome light and hurriedly closed the door behind me out of protection. Just a leaf. Not quite the newspaper cut-out ransom note my mind conjuredContinue reading “Save The Clock Tower”
Outlook Not So Good
“There was a code brown at the Y today.” Although I don’t think Dave mentioned the pool’s color system, I’m no dummy. “So what do they do if it’s not solid,” I ask when a cloudy, peanut-y mess comes to mind. “Well, there’s a vacuum with a big tube thing.” Which I ponder, but IContinue reading “Outlook Not So Good”
Insane In The Me-Brain
I tiptoed with madness and danced with her on that crisp autumn day. Opening my arms wide, I said, “Come what may.” What an elixir-like beauty she had! My mouth held agape with wonder at the yellows, reds, and the oranges in her eyes. In the Van Gogh swirl of it all, infinite’s dream pausedContinue reading “Insane In The Me-Brain”
Fun Guy Day
When I read others’ blogs, I am drawn to specifics–the unique details of a location; or a person’s quirks. I am even more drawn to the piece’s tone and how an author’s intimacy makes me feel something. The recent rain pushed my favorite poisonous mushroom, amanita muscaria, or “fly agaric”, to sprout its fungal headContinue reading “Fun Guy Day”
Friday Night Delights
Dang, it! This blank page is not something I’m ready to leave my mark on. I’m busy preparing our cabin for a close friend, his wife, and their four kids – aged late teens to 6 years old – to meet us here for dinner. It’s a small space, so we’ve brought the glass patioContinue reading “Friday Night Delights”
Free Ride
I’m not a fan of the word co-dependent and the way society casts it in a negative light. That humans require connection with one another seems logical enough to me. Or that people go to great lengths to meet that need also makes a great deal of sense. So when I hear co-dependent I takeContinue reading “Free Ride”
Welcome To Your Life
The outside smells of a flavored cigarillo, sweet and smoky. The tree-lined hillsides aren’t green but grayish-white, like in an Ansel Adams painting. The same layer that distorts the color of the trees is turning the sun a deep fluorescent orange – unnatural and eerie. Smoke from wildfires places our area at 22x the levelContinue reading “Welcome To Your Life”
Walk A Mile: A Writing Exercise
This week’s writing exercise is about putting oneself into another’s perspective. To process the disgusted, self-righteous, and defensive feelings I had of a memory of a man, I decided to write from his perspective in hopes of understanding his motivations. It’s Friday. Two of my boys are dropping by work later. I can’t forget toContinue reading “Walk A Mile: A Writing Exercise”
Going On 40 