En su llama mortal la luz te envuelve.  Absorta, pálida doliente, así situada contra las viejas hélices del crepúsculo que en torno a ti da vueltas. Muda, mi amiga,  sola en lo solitario de esta hora de muertes y llena de l

Poem - "The light wraps you in its mortal flame.

Kim GosneyJuly 3, 2017

We usually think of hope as being grounded in our future This is "Wishful Hope" There is another kind of hope, though One born out of fully remembering our past We have survived everything in our lives thusfar We will be able to mast

A Reliable Foundation For Hope

Kim GosneyJuly 3, 2017

Life changes in both radical and subtle ways when someone dies.  Here is what I wrote after my mother died: "Today, I am thinking about the subtle ways that life changes...  these alterations seem somewhat vexing... they creep

The Spaces That Open As Death Draws Closer

Kim GosneyNovember 7, 2016

Brian, written on February 12, 2008 at 12:38 in the morning... “Looking for parts that matter Wet and tired, a strong return? Fuck the stupid grey mist singing Old and tired songs And fuck the sleep that comes begging With lucid fits

Perhaps He Foresaw His Death...

Kim GosneyOctober 10, 2016

It is said an Eastern monarch once charged his wise men to invent him a sentence which should be true and appropriate in all times and situations. All wise men got puzzled by King's request. One answer for all question? Something that wo

An Essay on Impermanence

Kim GosneyAugust 16, 2016

Some days I buckle under the weight of all the dark forces that hold dominion on the widow and orphan. Some days I feel the downward vortex of the stillborn one and the empty bassinet. Aching for a way-shower. A guide to show m

Poem by Kim- "Some days I buckle under the weight of all the dark forces that hold dominion on the widow and orphan."

Kim GosneyAugust 11, 2016

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay. -- Robert Frost

Poem - "Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold."

Kim GosneyJuly 5, 2016

I dreamt I was standing at the top of a very high tower, alone, looking down upon myriads of birds all flying in one direction; every kind of bird was there, all the birds in the world. It was a noble sight, this vast aerial river of bird

Essay - "I dreamt I was standing at the top of a very high tower, alone..."

Kim GosneyJune 17, 2016

A man crosses the street in rain, stepping gently, looking two times north and south. Because his son is asleep on his shoulder, no car must splash him, no car drive too near to his shadow. This man carries the world's most sensitive ca

Poem - " A man crosses the street in rain, stepping gently, looking two times north and south."

Kim GosneyMay 24, 2016

Your grief for what you've lost holds a mirror up to where you've bravely working. Expecting the worst, you look and instead, here's the joyful face you've been wanting to see. Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were

Poem - "Your grief for what you've lost holds a mirror up to where you've bravely working."

Kim GosneyMarch 10, 2016

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain. And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracle

Poem - "Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding."

Kim GosneyFebruary 19, 2016

part 1 you were weightier than my expectation. heavier. perhaps you were trying to press me that I not muddy the occasion of receiving you in a haze of my own dark hiding. you weighed me down and smelled faintly of fear. I could

A Poem By Kim - "you were weightier than my expectation

Kim GosneyFebruary 17, 2016

The large wall of south facing glass Afforded us precious nights When the arc of the moon's course was “just so” Those surprising nights Celestial rays bathed us when we slept It was the magic that we knew The serendiptity that was ours F

Poem by Kim - "The large wall of south facing glass afforded us precious nights"

Kim GosneyJanuary 26, 2016

rest-less wanderer looking for things that no longer exist looking for any sight that might seem familiar here is your admonition: realize that nothing will be as it was NOTHING. begin all over start as a child assume the role of t

Poem by Kim - "rest-less wanderer looking for things that no longer exist

Kim GosneyNovember 19, 2015

Occasionally I run across something that I feel adds to people's knowledge about panic attacks... That happened today. There is a youtube video that captures breathing techniques FOR CHILDREN! I love this. It is good to watch this with y

Children and Panic Attacks - A Helpful Video

Kim GosneyOctober 9, 2015

I get asked about tools for panic attacks about 2x a month, so I thought I would post this, as a peer and colleague and not a therapist. Please comment and add your knowledge to the discussion. Grounding as a Method to Address Panic Att

Having Panic Attacks? - Here Is A Technique To Stop Them Dead In It's Tracks

Kim GosneyJuly 21, 2015

I just was PMing with a friend who is facing the possibility of some serious life-threatening information. He is already having sleep disruption and anxiety. As a preventative measure, I shared with him what a panic attack feels like in t

Panic Attacks - What Do They Feel Like? How Do I Know I Am Having Them?

Kim GosneyJuly 21, 2015