Living Water
I am the stream of my childhood summers
Running down the hill near Grandma’s Summer Garden | A history of memories tumbling | rolling spilling over rocks | Always moving forward
On the Road Past 50: My internal zephyr… from fluttery wisps to whirlwind tempests
I am the stream of my childhood summers
Running down the hill near Grandma’s Summer Garden | A history of memories tumbling | rolling spilling over rocks | Always moving forward
US Pride month marks the anniversary of the Stonewall Riots. Why did they riot? Because of institutionalized discrimination and abhorrent repetitive legal brutality by the Police against members of the LGBTQ+ community. If you are black and LGBTQ+ — your life is absolutely a series of risks and micro-aggressions as well as outright discrimination on […]
Read More…..the tale of how everything you did and everything you were led up to the moment I dove in and pulled you into my mind, my thoughts, my heart…..
Read MoreI wrote a poem on day 326. I wrote it. I saved it because it cut far far to much personal info. I’m not ready to share it. It is for me and not you. It helped me to get it out and to write it down. For now, it is mine and mine alone. […]
Read MoreOK, I missed another day…. but still better than a few weeks. The past few weeks have been filled with early morning and late evening phone calls, webex meetings, and other various business communications because I am prepping for an event in Singapore. I’m in the final stretch. I board the excruciatingly long flight in […]
Read More62 days is far too long. And once the days turn into weeks and turn into months, I fall into the trap of old. I have lat inertia set in. Shame on me. However….
Read MoreThe first time I drove through Jeffersonville in Vermont it was dark and I thought I saw artwork, but it was hard to see and I couldn’t figure out a safe space to pull over in the dark. However, the second time I drove past it was clear that it was a simple open field […]
Read MoreYesterday I drove the almost 8 hours home from Vermont with only a few short stops. We had planned a break for lunch about half way through. Our initial goal was either Popolo or Flatbread Pizza Company for lunch. I thought I’d be exhausted and need to stop for a long break. However, a few […]
Read MoreI’ve gone back and significantly edited a poem written back in the spring of this year. I was seriously not pleased with it then. That was also the period of my writing where I was under therapist suggested non-edit mode. In other words, I was supposed to just write write write without editing myself. Now, […]
Read MoreRight this moment it is Thursday night, my last evening on the Vermont vacation with the eldest. We had a very chill day where we didn’t get in the car once. We “wiked” the mountainside trails that start within view of our room between meals. This time taking the more rocky paths but also staying […]
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