Beyond the Blog with Pamela Beach

One theme, many worlds. Exploring resilience, from lived experience to imagined stories.

“Read My Full Story.”

Category: Self-Reflection

  • The Etchings of a Map

    Now, at sixty-four, I see the lines around my eyes, and I know their names. One is for the creek, one for the cold, one for the day I brought my children home. They are not scars. They are the etchings of a map, showing the way from a place of ruin to a house…

  • How I’d Describe Myself to Someone Who Cannot See

    Forget the color of my hair or the lines around my mouth. To understand who I am, think instead of texture and temperature, of substance and sound. I am not made of sand, shifting with every tide. Feel instead for stone, weathered and solid, holding a deep, ancient warmth within… My skin is not a…