I am moved to sit somewhere else for a moment. Ultimately, I visit journal pages, glancing over words that hint to where I was “then.” And in this moment, albeit the same man, the perspective has been altered. And so, Continue reading Journal entry ~ June 8, 2005.
This is it. Right here in front of this screen. This is the place to be … as opposed to “where” I was a moment ago. The issue at hand is that this is the first I’ve been here in Continue reading These little lights of …
For the moment, it’s a physical pain. A tendon “exploding” … moving to the pain of healing. Last week I was in Charlotte for three days of meetings. The two most recent additions to my physical therapy regimen had to Continue reading If pain could speak.
“I recognize the manifestation of the undeviating justice in all the circumstances of my life.” Remember that? It’s from the Pattern on the Trestleboard … one of the more humbling “truths about my self.” Just think, this could very well Continue reading Humbling # ?
The words seem to flow so easily, like a river to the sea. I don’t love you anymore ~ goodbye. Words from a movie, a play … the corner cafe. I don’t love you anymore ~ goodbye. Sentiments flowing through Continue reading I don’t love you anymore ~ goodbye.
If given a choice of what to talk about, it’s a pretty safe bet a lot of folks would consider my favorite topics to be “pretty heavy.” And it wouldn’t be terribly surprising if, somewhere along the line, I heard Continue reading Lighten up dude!
Do you have any particular thoughts about weeds? I do, and most of them have come while I was pulling them. The garden is a magnificent place that gives far beyond fragrance and flavor, to feed the soul and stir Continue reading Weeds.