It’s no secret… That JAWS is my all time favorite movie. The iconic great white might as well be a beloved childhood pet of mine. The obsession started when I was 8. It was the summer of ’75 and I … Continue reading Crush It Like Quint
11:11 Much Anyone???? I have been on a 11:11 roller coaster for weeks now. Receipts, clocks, gas station pumps, song lengths, time stamps, radio ads, talk shows, you name it, 11:11 is following me. I’ve been in touch with the … Continue reading Shadow Mapping
In a recent office conversation about everyone’s dogs, it came to me as I looked around at my fellow mixed breed of compatriots that we too could be AKC classified. If you don’t know what AKC is, then you may … Continue reading If I Were A Dog
You got lost in your travels and a spiritual book Mistook beaches for nirvana in the way that they look And the crooks that run the island are killing to keep earning They’re burning seven tons of plastic and it seems … Continue reading Full Circle
“I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me.” ― Anaïs Nin When I do tarot readings for folks, inevitably the Death Card comes into play. I watch their … Continue reading Death Card For Cutie
I sit here, basking in the peace of the morning light streaming through our front window. I can tell it’s been a bitterly cold night by the frost that clings to the panes of glass and covers the ground outside. … Continue reading Ice Flow… Nowhere To Go
It dawned on me recently… That I might be the world’s greatest hypocrite. Well, not greatest, surely, but I rank up there. As I am zeroing in on the close of 2017, I, like so many others are in deep … Continue reading To Be or Not To Be… Disciplined.
I read this recently…. so lovely it captures what I have been trying to pen in a million rainy days of rolling ink. I have loved and lost, likely many who don’t even remember my name. I may not remember theirs either. Years will do that. Wine may do that. Light flickers though, and memories heave forward in time, playing out in perfect recall. I keep them in my lightning bug jar, for they are mine to keep. They are all beautiful. They create the layers that matter. The layers that created me. The Layers BY STANLEY KUNITZ I have walked … Continue reading For The Gypsy Soul
Using laughter to heal.
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Hello November 17th, I’ve been expecting you. It is actually the eve of November 17th, 2017 and that means only one thing to me. 50 arrives with the next sunrise. I write this on a rainy night here in East … Continue reading Weathering 50
Coven of One 