Love and Reflection

Learning to love has been a process with a lot of lessons along the way. Here is one of the most difficult, yet most liberating: Moving from “I am yours and you are mine” to “I am you and you are me”. This was a major challenge, in part because...

Drinking Poison

I’ve observed for a long time how people (myself foremost) move into a different state of mind when they think about a others who do or think or believe in a way the person finds objectionable, wrong, offensive, etc. I see it when people talk about welfare...

The Not-So-Little Drummer Boy

I’m not a musical virtuoso. I never have been. The path between my brain and my hands can run a bit long. I’ve tried the piano and the trumpet and abandoned both. But even as my 40th birthday rolled around, the desire to BE a musician (regardless of the...

Floating

After a quick shower, I stepped over to the pod and looked inside. The white interior was bathed in a blue, diffused light that reflected all around, giving the water an otherworldly hue as it’s own slightly blue tinge was added. Stepping into the warm salt...

Spamlet, Act III, Scene 1

To log in, or not to log in: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of flame wars and political diatribe, Or to take arms against a life without pokes and likes and LOLCats, And by opposing end them? To log off: to...