stories, musings and other creations
What can I confide? Who do you believe? Time to question all Everything I see All the revelations All the souls of three Can't it be considered? What else can we be? All things surrounding A mystery to me What do you conceal? Who do you think you need? Time to surrender all Everything … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #4: Poetry of Old.
Most of the time my father and I have spent together has been in dreams. After watching him suddenly exit stage left at age five, my subconscious was the only place in which he was a standard fixture. I grew up haunted by places half-seen; recollections that may or may not exist. Memories before … Continue reading I Look too Much Like Her for Him to Like Me: Part One.
Here we are again, friends. Standing together in the forest at the base of these mountains of words. Thank you for joining me again for this adventure. There is no better way to know ourselves, and others, than through nature. Let's step off the path and into the shallow creek bed; where the water … Continue reading Picture Show Sunday #5: Into the Woods.
So, it seems that ever capricious and imaginative thing called human memory has failed me. Ever so slightly at least. If you read my last post, you may have heard me say, It's been ten years since I've done any regular amount of drawing. Well, that was a wee bit of an exaggeration, but not … Continue reading I Stand Corrected… or Sit, Actually. On a Train.
I want to start to draw again, but I'm afraid. It's been TEN years since I've tried. How did that happen? Blink and you'll miss it! Why did I stop? Might have had something to do with the June 2007 accident that smushed three of the fingers on my right hand. I was … Continue reading Remove Your Fingers or They will be Removed for You
In another life, your heart was mine. To protect it I would lay down my life. Then as now. Though so often it was the other way around, my warrior. Off you would march to defend so much more than just our nation. The ideals you've carried from one incarnation to the next were … Continue reading Words of Wednesday #3: For My Warrior.
I found myself reflecting on my recent victories last night and making a bold, surprising, ridiculously awesome claim to my mother. I told her that it's already beginning to happen. Days pass, occasionally in multiples, that I do not think of her. Her who? My beloved Mumsies? Hahaha, no. I adore thinking of that … Continue reading My Hammer Drill is the only Bully in my Life now.
Hello lovelies! Hope that everyone had a spectacular weekend full of love, light, sparkles and words. I'm delighted to say that not only can I see the mountains again from my home now that the rain has chased off that awful smoke, but I was also able to go to them for the first … Continue reading Precious Gifts of Nature
In honor of the blessed rain that arrived while I slept, to wash away the smoky skies and bring my precious mountains back into existence, I share these photos of a rain-soaked September adventure from last year. This set of pictures encapsulates a snapshot of time in my old life. I was still struggling … Continue reading Picture Show Sunday #4
The first stumble is inevitable. After a strong blogging start, my old friend Self Doubt remembers that I exist and reaches out with its clutching, smothering fingers. Long time, no see! Why are your hands around my neck? It's always just a matter of time before the old chatter starts up: why bother with … Continue reading When You Tell Your Self (Doubt) to Get Lost
