If life is a movie, Wednesday afternoon at 3 PM must have been the scene where one is called home. I took my mom to the doctor’s office. It was nothing serious. JG, our trusty caregiving friend, came with us. The first good chair in the doctor’s reception area sits...
You were a warrior when young Then the world crouched in and a worrier you became And then you stood up and the world crouched out And Riser you became Regardless of the world, regardless of naysayers, of unconscious ones A Rise you became Rise I rise Rising like the...
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This was first written twenty years ago after my dad passed on This March 29th is the anniversary Peace unto you and yours, wherever you or they may be Honoring Trees and Loved Ones To become comfort unto ourselves There is nothing else but us We are all here Those in...
This past holiday season, I walked into a store and listening to their holiday jazzy songs piped over their sound system, I waited for the clerk to help me. Waiting half-an-hour, the energy drained from my body. I craved to do nothing for a long time. Nothing. It...
Holy Ground It doesn’t. It doesn’t. And if you’re someone like me, who needs a good amount of mental spaciousness and a place free of clutter, so your mind and imagination can soar, then it never fits in. It doesn’t. But you dutifully try until you wonder if you even...
