We have so much more in common than not. If we could only see. Projections are feelings reflecting back to us. What if we stopped projecting and allowed ourselves to take heart and simply be. How dreadfully unaware we are, … Continue reading
At peace within the fray,so long as the mind stays at bay.The heart feels the spaceand that some-day home met at divine pace.A roof to deflect the storm.Windows to exchange the light and ponder the view.A door to exit and … Continue reading
It must have been the words we exchanged that I perked up in the quiet migration of the soft light. Even the birds of paradise seemed to be singing a different tune.
Still embracing us, still welcoming us, even after she quietly slips on her winter coat afresh.
Nothing like the carefree play of this age—the freedom of no cellular connectivity. It’s the decades before 2000, the street kid mentality in me trying to make a comeback. With only a land line, we were nearly impossible to find … Continue reading
…feet they hardly touch the ground.” – Sting According to the principal songwriter and lead singer of The Police, the background of this tune was about the weightlessness one feels when they fall in love. I see how in his … Continue reading
Calling all Devotees Shoes buy a lot of omertà, apparently.So do private rooms, fine dining and twinkling bijoux.For the pomposity can only go so far,when the fragrance from the heart is fetidand the stars above shoot off more feverish copper … Continue reading
No longer can I compromise for the sake of hollow promises. To think I turned the better parts of me inside out—my heart, my spirit and my mind all for the sake of the make-believe you so frantically keep alive, … Continue reading
A predictable and rising pattern this season, shoveling. Now permitted near the door, a shovel and furry boots. Sleepily and somewhat blithely, undertaking a new pastime of mine. Everyone else in the nest, favoring something to view from the warmer … Continue reading
Tel-a-Vision, I never cared much for this technology; I know most do. I tried to get into it. I followed for a bit, but I favor the wild, creating my own visions rather than someone fervently telling me theirs. Any … Continue reading
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