There is an intoxication which lasts far longer than any liquor known to man, a drink that can grow stronger the longer it stays in one’s system. I’ve seen it last for decades. Just as alcohol slurs the mind, decisions, and intellect, so does this poison—a million times over. Its label? Hatred. Anger. Resentment. It eats …
Category: present life
The Rubber Always Meets the Road… Somehow
All my life, no matter what I’ve gone through, no matter how down I’ve sunk, somehow, some way, I always bounce back, like rubber, change, in just a couple days’ worth of time. In all things, change. The only constant is Change. Odd thing is, even when I want to be angry upset …
To Be Dead
To be dead would make everything seem so silly, wouldn’t it? Ridiculous. Time-wasting. Pointless. To be dead would be to know no cares, wouldn’t it? Suddenly nothing would matter— Didn’t pay my bill? Oh well. Didn’t report to work? So sorry. Didn’t always do the right and responsible thing even though it never pays a …
Heartweight
They say the weight of your heart is approximately 0.5% of your body weight. Why does it often feel as if that organ is more Jovian than Gaian—in a chamber of gravity set to 250%? *sigh* It’s funny how each story I’m working on seems to play out in real life, in one form …
Not To Be Dead
“So we dance, we dance so as not to be dead. We do not want that.” — Ray Bradbury, The Illustrated Man I have had a hard time lately. Such a very hard time… All around me is decay, All around me is heartache. Nothing is as it seems anymore, and anymore, it seems there …
The Odds
“I saw the way things were going, a long time back. I said nothing. I’m one of the innocents who could have spoken up and out when no one would listen to the ‘guilty,’ but I did not speak, and thus became guilty myself…” — Faber to Montag, Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury The state of …
A Chic Review!
The Galaxy Healer’s Guide has received an amazing review and posting on Molly McCord’s Conscious, Cool, Chic website! Check out her humbling words about my work, then grab and devour her fantastic and funny memoir that I can’t put down, The Art of Trapeze: One Woman’s Journey of Soaring, Surrendering, and Awakening.
K, Ready? On Three…
It was this day, this time, three years ago, that Melissa and I were in the hospital, waiting forever in a tiny room to hear the results of unknown discussions about us by unknown peoples in unknown other rooms. Were we going to be rejected from this place with our desired plans further un-planned? Or …
All Up In The Stars
I always forget about the stars. I mean, I look at them every chance I get, have space and nebula wallpapers on all my computers and devices, and read about them on my Amazon Kindle… but I completely forget about what they do. I frequently look at my Llewellyn Astrological Calendar, then walk on into my …