Sloane Rhodes

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  1. Wisdom from My Mom "It's Always Nice to have Options"

    5/12/12 10:52pm by Sloane Rhodes
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    A long time ago, when I was just a typical, know-it-all teenager, my mother was talking about something that I was not (as usual) listening to, when I heard her say the following statement, “It’s always nice to have options, dear” followed by more of whatever else she was talking about (remember I was a teenager, and therefore only listening to about 25% of what she said!). For whatever reason, on that particular day, my teenage brain let those particular words in, and my body was alerted to their meaning.  Read more >

  2. I Am Filled With Words

    4/20/12 10:07am by Sloane Rhodes
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    It could be because I am a writer, or maybe it is just the nature of being an introvert, but when I am in groups I can go very quiet. I am listening and absorbing words, energies, reactions, all nuances within the group. Observation is unavoidable; analysis will take longer. It will clarify when I sit down to write. As I write, I begin to understand what I have been feeling, thinking, and documenting without even really being aware of it. I may be quiet, but I am filled with words.  Read more >

  3. Shifting Paradigm

    4/11/12 12:35am by Sloane Rhodes
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    There was a time in the not too distant past when I thought, felt and truly believed that I had to operate as some kind of lone ranger. That it was shameful or embarrassing to both ask for and to receive help. This belief that I was supposed to handle everything in my life completely alone and in isolation was no doubt adopted early on, clinging to my psyche and embedding in my cells as a hard and fast truth. In quiet rebellion, I worked to change the direction of my thoughts, and of my life.  Read more >

  4. Autumn

    10/1/11 5:41pm by Sloane Rhodes
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    Fall is my favorite time of year. It is when the light changes and shadows grow. There is an unmistakable smell to autumn. I instinctively begin hoping to catch fall’s scent as summer fades from its glory. The open, rambling freedom of summer gives way to a more structured, more reflective time. As the leaves begin their journey from the treetops to the ground, a subtle sense of urgency begins to creep in. The days are growing shorter; there are things that must be done before the even shorter days of winter enshroud us.   Read more >

  5. Fissures

    9/4/11 3:16pm by Sloane Rhodes
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    Fissures run through the images of my mind. Family fun whispers to dust. Family whispers fun to dust. Cat dander lies under my nose. Kid noisiness abounds. Fissures abandon all hope. Fatigue forges through the fissures, soon turning to gorges. Deep, deep dark grottos of pain. Imaginings of a life never to be lived. Failure is a fissure that just keeps growing. Failure is a fissure that has no hope. Fissures swallowing up hope and happiness. Enough fissures will create an avalanche of affect.  Read more >

  6. A Memory of Color

    7/7/11 7:56pm by Sloane Rhodes
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    It was the intensity of color that first hit my retina, forever altering something inside of me. The colors were so vibrant I felt I could smell them, lick them, dance with them and wrap myself in them. I remember feeling warm and alive, electrified and languorous.   Read more >

  7. Quiet Darkness

    7/7/11 7:53pm by Sloane Rhodes
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    I love the night time. The quiet darkness stirs something within me. I crave the night, where I can wander around, and just be, alone. The creative thoughts are able to simmer and percolate without the noise and confusion of the light. At night, only what you want illuminated becomes so. The rest can be nothing or everything; except when the moon is full and it’s otherworldly light creates more mystery than it unveils.   Read more >

  8. Hot Flash Fun

    7/5/11 9:52am by Sloane Rhodes
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    Journal Entry / April 2008 2:00 a.m.   I awake with a start, my blood beginning its rapid boil. Throwing back the covers I jump up, stripping my pajamas as I make haste toward relief in the freezing cold bathroom. I drape myself on top of the granite counter beneath the open window. My fevered brain hears a sizzle as my burning flesh clings to the cold, hard granite. I imagine eggs frying on a scorching sidewalk. My head feels fuzzy and I wonder if I am dying. ~~~  Read more >

  9. Graduation, a Freight Train, and the Explosion in my Chest

    5/25/11 9:03am by Sloane Rhodes
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    Graduation

    There is a party going on, an imbroglio in my chest cavity where competing emotions vie for dominance. My eldest daughter is graduating from high school in just under three weeks, and my chest has been aching, spasming even. I am not having a heart attack, nor am I undergoing a panic attack. Rather, my heart is being attacked by emotion, apparently ALL the emotions.  Read more >

  10. Single and Star Struck

    4/22/11 5:16pm by Sloane Rhodes
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    The night sky was crystal clear. My friend and I were on the rooftop bar of a local hotel enjoying a gathering of single people. On the ride up in the elevator I noticed that the pretty, blond, 20 something woman next to me was my daughter’s high school English teacher. I had forgotten that even intelligent, pretty, and young schoolteachers had a hard time finding love in a small town. This was my second time going out to one of these singles events and I already felt more comfortable. Seeing my daughter’s teacher made it all seem less intimidating somehow.  Read more >

Sloane Rhodes

Full Name
Sloane Rhodes
Member Since
February 2011
About Me: 

I have long been a dedicated and observant pupil of life’s often hilarious, and just as often, heart-breaking ways of moving through me.  I am, what you would call, an expert on the subject of me.  In becoming said expert, I have also come to have a fairly deep understanding of the universality of my experiences, thoughts and feelings in relation to others.

Of course, I have other qualifications, such as being a Ph.D. candidate in Depth Psychology at Pacifica Graduate Institute, as well as being a life-long scrawler of the universe's crazy logic.

I am also (and most proudly) mother to three fabulously smart, creative, and beautiful girls, not to mention guardian to two dogs, one lazy cat and a fish that has never been properly named.

In summary, you could say that I am a full-time single mom, writer, survivor, psychological thinker, quietly kick-ass rider of the undulating waves of life.

 

Rip pen

To page

Leave scars

That gape

Rage

And jumble

Then


Make tea

 

Please visit me at my website and blog where I post about grief, loss and transformation, as well as segments from my upcoming book How I Landed at the Pork Palace:

http://www.hotflashdiaries.com

 

 

 

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Pacifica Graduate Institute

Antioch University

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single moms, divorce, grief, loss, transformation, depth psychology, family, dating, student, writer, creativity, teenagers, friendship, love, sloane rhodes, yin and yang, books, girls, daughters, hot flash diaries, entrepreneur

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