Once Again…
Once again, the middle of the night beckons.I’m sure this isn’t the way of the aging.But it feels like a…
Once again, the middle of the night beckons.I’m sure this isn’t the way of the aging.But it feels like a…
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. If turnips were watches, I'd wear one by my side. If "ifs" and…
"Do not be afraid; only believe! This child is not dead, but sleeping! Little girl, I say to you, arise!"…
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. Can't never could do nothing. Age of Discovery. Bring errant thoughts into captivity.
Who Shaped Your Story? You may ask what's important about your story... You may be right, but you'll never know…
(Originally published 03/14/15) What do you call the progression of words? I know there is a name for this. It…
There is so much to the past we see unclearly. Life has a way of being murkily experienced. But yesterday?…
The world longs to be on the winning side, but they make noise when it it’s is certain, at least…
Suddenly, Awake: We cancel the light. Suddenly. The flip of the switch. But don't let anything have that power over…
If you need help doing it, perhaps a tool or system will do. Send me a message, and I may…