Nancy
My Blog: A Potpourri of living life, paralyzed and confined to a bed, how I got this way, how I cope, and my perspectives. I am also a CSA, rape, and human trafficking survivor.
Some call me “Wildflower” because … I … survive … the sights that I see when I venture out, the joy of breathing fresh air, of reading and viewing for which I am grateful, yet I prefer my solace – Scorpio hidden in the universe amid twelve grandchildren and the story of humanity, self-deprecating and struggling with self-esteem and what people say; but there are always sea-foam green, teal, lavender, and yellow Brie, dark chocolate, cherries and the Mediterranean: people ask me for my recipes; I travel virtually and survive wildlife and crime to help fellow victims; I am the Witness, I am the Sentinel: welcome to my musings!
The confines of my paralyzed condition hinder not my senses or imagination Unfettered A chariot of feathery clouds escort me to ethereal wildflower fields Overflowing with dancers just like me running free Whilst on earth A leafy ballet romances my eyes as a balmy breeze caresses The graceful […]
Abused people need to get beyond their guilt and shame so they can get healed and cleansed from all the filth that’s been heaped on them. I want to help victims come to grips with themselves—and climb out of the pit they were thrown into. So, I decided […]
I defied doctors’ orders, threw caution to the wind, the natural-born rebel that I am. Not! I had always strived to be the obedient child but Thursday after an early morning medical appointment, instead of going home and back into bed as told, I wandered into a Michael’s Crafts […]
Me at the age of twenty-two – a true disco queen I taught ballroom dancing during my late twenties, performed with a partner in Miami, Las Vegas, and Los Angeles and danced like they do on Dancing with the Stars. (Truth) While in Johns Hopkins in 1992, my neurologist told […]
My pain was designed To try to push me downwards I kindly declined all rights reserved ©Nancy J. Walker
Courtesy of God’s Emerald An Excerpt from My Memoir – Captive in the Mirror Shane’s Revenge – August 1992 (Shane, the leader of the ruthless gang of mob-controlled sex traffickers, held me captive in New York City for three years) The sundrenched Sunday morning of August 30, 1992, foretold a […]
Romances Paints the morning sky Cuddles sugar and spice Surprises Tastes like cotton candy Dances amongst meadows Pops bubbles in your mouth Tints the spring moon Delights Adorns diamonds Plays with blue Waltzes at eventide Is simply happy all rights reserved © Serendipitous Purlieus – a diary of […]
Sublime hues of eventide Evanesce Darkness twinkles Moisture lingers Pattering raindrops Dancing on my window pane Gently awaken me all rights reserved © Serendipitous Purlieus – a diary of poetry and prose by Nancy J. Walker
And I snapped this photo. I’m a water girl – a true Scorpio. The symphony of verdant lushness coupled with glimmers of sunshine dancing upon this stunning azure lake called out for me to plunge in. But, alas, it has been twenty-four years since I felt water against […]
Sometimes, the tedium and restraints of bed confinement drive me batty. I long to travel. However, even prior to my present condition, my life’s path never afforded me the opportunity. Not one to let obstacles stand in my way I booked a “ticket” on Chimera Airlines and landed […]