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Tag: Acceptance

One Pearl Longer

On the eve of each new year I reluctantly don a necklace of melancholic nostalgia the significance of which envelops me. Strung from pearls of wisdom gathered by my former […]

Seasons Gratings!

Christmas is over. Thank the gods! I have something to admit: I have a problem with Christmas. Not an objection, I like the idea of families gathering and sharing, I […]

Robes

From first kisses Last losses Lost moments Stolen time Wasted hours Cherished memories Hand holding Nights alone Days that never end From laughter And pain And sorrow And love From […]

Be still

Be still now Let your breath slow Listen to your heart It knows you Knows your needs Fears Desires Listen closely And you will hear it whisper Be still now […]

Past Present

“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald How bright these lights that shine now. Here. In this moment. Blinding […]

Silence

So here I am. At the edge of what I knew facing the experience of what I will know.

Personal Update – November 8, 2018

Surrender isn’t the same as giving up but it sure can feel like it. The insurance adjusting never paid off. Thousands of dollars, 6 licenses, 32 certifications, over 600 hours […]

Always

Love Is all that matters It wakes me in the morning Sets me on my path Gets me through my days Keeps me warm on coldest nights Sends me miles […]

Winter

  I was not dead then I gathered life Like wheat at harvest I shed the seeds That flourished and bloomed I breathed the sweet air we all share Bathed in the […]

Released

  Too long ago A lifetime Millennia it seems I sheltered my heart And bound my flesh In hopeful anticipation I wore the numb pain Of isolation Like a badge […]

Why I rewrote the narrative of my life

The following excerpt is from my latest contribution to Elephant Journal. When I decided to change my life, the goal was not only to change who I am today but […]

Home

A little story about finding something I didn’t even know I’d lost.

Storm

There was I time I thought of myself as "Stormchaser". It was a label I assigned to offset the difficult times that seemed to follow me as a way of reversing the odds.