Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
This isn’t happening. This isn’t real. I’m not here. (Cue heaving breathing) This feeling is horrifying, every morning it’s a dance with the Devil. But I suppose I will have to adapt. I am becoming unwilling complacent not knowing if I exist. I’m waiting for mortality to prove itself to Read more
The ocean is a woman. She is vast and she is changing, And she does not hide from us All her forms, all her shades, All her faces. But we see her stilled, at times, And we assume passiveness. We see calm waters And, in forgetting her power, We abuse Read more
There was a time in my life when I would rise with the sun every morning to usher in the new day. The flawless serenity of the new day’s light channeled the physical energy and spiritual fortitude I would need to meet every challenge and seize every chance to make Read more
When my daughter, Eden, was in preschool, she had a playdate at our house with a fellow classmate. I vividly remember preparing a snack for them as they sat at a nearby table coloring and talking. At one point, Peyton looked at my daughter and asked her, “Eden, do you Read more
Sometimes, God does a different kind of matchmaking. Today, he put me right next to someone who needed to talk and to be understood. She began speaking the moment I boarded our town jitney as if she had been waiting just for me. Mind you, I have heard her and Read more
I feel the malevolent thunder coming from the Right a howling nativistic storm led by the Orange monster swirling and marshaling for their inevitable attack And all I can do, is breathe the fearful angry air hold the people and things I love tighter and deeper and unflinchingly prepare To Read more
Several years ago, my daughter, Wendy, was up visiting during a Thanksgiving break from college. Wendy has always been “kinda” interested in cooking. She never had to do a lot of cooking, a being blessed with a “helicopter” mother. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and I just love all of Read more
My father and I had a unique tradition on Saturday nights. We spent this night together for years. First, during summers when he would drive from Arizona to the cooler climes of Southern California to where I had escaped my small town roots. Later, as he grew older and frailer, Read more