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About ZephyrLiving

Join me on my journey, if you like. A return to mental health. When I started with my first blog in 2011, I was three years in. Now it's 2015, and I am so much better. I though I had nothing less to lose. I was so very wrong. So arrogant--or deluded! OCD, Compulsive Hoarding Syndrome, Chronic Depression, PTSD and Histrionic Personality Disorder. A big list, a big task. I've come a long way and still have far to go. But I've built my foundation and I'm working at it every single day! Join me for some laughs, some inspiration, some hope, and support. Peace.

Faith, Fairness, and the Mysterious Mating Habits of Humans

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Sunday evening was a lovely time when I was young. We had our main meal at noon after church–usually pot roast, roasted potatoes, a rich onion gravy, and some type of vegetables. Come evening we had…

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Eau de Forest Fire

It is hot in this desert. We haven’t hit the triple digits yet in the northern part of the state, but four forest fires burn– the Whitewater-Baldy in the Gila, the Little Bear Fire in the White Mountain Wilderness Area of  Lincoln National … Continue reading

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Donkey Years it was Since She Wrote…

In the days beyond recall, I used to write a blog. Humans make plans and the Keebler Elves laugh. It’s been such a very long time ago that I last wrote. I honestly don’t know the last time was. What I do know … Continue reading

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Runs with Scissors Seeks Doesn’t Play Well with Others and Doesn’t Use her Inside Voice for Conversation, Laughter, and Good Times

Yesterday I spent nearly the whole day writing. I wrote my heart and soul out. Onto pieces of lined school paper (narrow-ruled, of course). Two letters. One to my love Trey*, who is no longer speaking to me. One to … Continue reading

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Driving Miss T.

There are times when my illness takes over. What is so insidious, is that I can’t tell the difference between those times and the others, when I am in control. There is such fluidity between the two, that I don’t … Continue reading

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Rockin’ my “I-Don’t-Give-a-Damn” Tutu

Sometimes I wonder what I have done with my time. I seem, at times,  to exist in an alternate universe or on two planes at once, and I never really know what I’m doing on either one. Time passes quickly … Continue reading

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Mixed Blessings and Maxed Out Glutes

Mixed blessings. Life is full of them, isn’t it? I believe I recall a sententia about the supreme being–god, goddess, spirits, whatever you might believe in–giving with one hand and taking away with the other? I’m not connected to the … Continue reading

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God Hates Religious Extremists–My Beau, Mr. Biko Concurs

I’m having a very un-PC day today. That’s rather unusual for me–I’ll blame it on being ill. That’s what I get for reading Facebook posts in the morning. When I get a big dose of bullshit in the morning, it … Continue reading

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State of the Union, Isle of Tam, April 2011

Do you know, so many people click on my blog posts to find out how to use the female condom (they search for women’s condom), I feel like I need to use part of this blog post as a public … Continue reading

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The Once and Future Gardener

Be still my heart! The weather cooperated today! It usually does in Albuquerque, if hot and dry are what you have in mind. Today it was 82, and I believe I am really comfortable for the first time in a … Continue reading

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