A writer, a baker, and an artist walk into a bar…

“Your blog is always a breath of honest, heartfelt, fresh air. It’s one of the few that comes to my personal inbox.”

– From reader Keith C.

In 2015, I started this here ‘Donkumentary’ when I ditched the big-city life for a more rural, secluded one. I thought I’d blog about how-tos in that kind of transition, but instead, I’ve found grounding and space to finally start exploring and discussing mental and chronic illness.

Through time with my donkeys, methodical baking, and finally finding confidence in my artistry, I’ve made it my mission to be vulnerable, and share my stories, experiences, and works to help #BreakTheStigma surrounding mental and chronic illness.


JUST RELEASED!

Mindful Living Podcast with Athea Davis, ep. 97 featuring me talking about Healing with Animals.


Did you know: I’ve also published two children’s books, “Tink the Bravest Donkey,” and “Will You Be My Val-Equine?” I love doing author visits at schools and libraries, however, since COVID-19, I’ve not been able to visit schools in person to read to the kiddos. BUT! I am available to read over zoom! If you’re interested in learning more, send me an email: adonkumentary (at) gmail dot com.


I’m sure we all have our anxiety or other hidden mental issues of guilt, fear, anger, whatever. You’ve put all of it in wonderful perspective. You are you and I am I. We are the same but different. Wonderfully written and beautifully thought out.

– From Reader Patricia A. on this post

Latest Posts from my Blog

Hydroplaning

It’s pouring for the third day in a row and I’ve had to venture out into it vehicularly to attend a doctor’s appointment in a city south of here. I’m a confident, careful, and (probably overly) defensive driver, so freeways in a storm don’t typically make me nervous but a few miles ago, I hit… Continue Reading →

Through Thorns

The methodical practice ofPatience as a perpetualPatient of unpaved pathsOnly (maybe) psuedo-exploredOff the main bodies of rare diseaseIs a skill I’ve sought elsewhereIn much pleasurable ways. Though I suppose it’s throughThorns, muck, and solitudeThat patience gains a differentPersona; a parental, oldWise one in the woods withStrength not in spite of butBecause of broken branches.

Weird

Originally posted on A Donkumentary:
It’s mid afternoon. I haven’t seen a cloud all day beyond the tree’s spring leaves which are in bright, juicy bloom. In a shady spot beneath the flitting birds and green-oh-so-green canopy of my backyard rainforest, I rock gently side to side on my hammock. I’ve been in this spot…

Brakes

Originally posted on A Donkumentary:
I’ve no idea the time of day. Through the slits in the shutters it’s light, but dim. Maybe it’s cloudy or maybe we’re dipping towards the evening. I really have no idea. Although I can’t see them, I know my eyes are swollen because even that dusty blue light trickling…

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“Thank you for helping me know I’m not alone. No one has ever had this situation to deal with, and you helped me realize we are all ‘in the same boat.'”

– From reader Suzanne S. on this post

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