I can find 30 minutes. Just 30. I can find 30 minutes to take a breath. I can find 30 minutes to take a walk. Just 30. I can find 30 minutes to tell my daughter stories. And 30 minutes to watch my son play. I can find 30 minutes for listening to my partner.…
Hello friends! I apologize for being a stranger these past several weeks. The month of May took me by surprise in a few ways and as a result, my attention has been pulled from this hallowed writing sphere. Well, I'm back. Because I've been missing you. Because I've been missing the feel of the keys…
Breath in. Breath out. She mounted the stairs. Hollow footsteps across the stage eroded her confidence. The air thickened as she approached the center. Then she was there. Sweat sizzled off her skin. Her gut was a kettle. The pressure was building. Weighted silence settled. Breath in. Breath out. Begin.
I've been reluctant to begin this series of essays on religion. Partly because I'm unsure where to start, and partly because I'm unsure how it will end. More the latter, than the former. If this series ends with me saying "I'm an atheist" what will that mean to the people that I love, but who…
Navel gazing. I heard this phrase twice in the past week. It leads me to consider: Is blogging naval gazing? I'd be willing to bet that 90% of all blogs are a bit navel-gazey-ish. This blog definitely is. I write mostly about my own personal journey. I don't engage the audience as much as I…
Something woke her. Was it one of the dogs? She sat up in bed. It was quiet in the house but for the whispering heater. She was nauseous again. Maybe that’s what woke her. She climbed out of bed and crept out of the room closing the door behind her. The kitchen faucet coughed as…
Oh, the Twenties. That age range when I was supposed to be an adult, but had no idea how to be an adult. The time when I insisted I was an adult, but made very un-adult decisions. I made it through my twenties, relatively unscathed. Now, older and wiser, I have some advice for those…
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