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Over Lunch
From a distance, over breakfast or lunch, I sit and watch. I listen. Taken in by the environment, I am anonymous, no one special. I do not stand out. Here is what I see: People hiding behind cell phones, showing affection to the beautiful glow of the screen and downloading apps; intense conversations working toward…
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The Meeting
(1) I followed the man in a red robe with deep purple beads and dreadlocks through the town square lined with meat, seafood, rugs, and incense vendors. Past the fountain until we stopped at the waters edge. I vow to become the swift moving stream atop the slow moving bedrock that is the world I…
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Turning 38
I recently turned 38 and life, of course, deviated from the one set in stone paths, the direction at that time I knew was it, I knew was my only way. I am not complaining or disrespecting the station I find myself within. Despite vowing to never remarry, I subconsciously and consciously find myself living…
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Fragment 1
I am awake and waiting to awake. This nature of being being within nature. Fog swallows the landscape the knowledge I desire to swallow. Cold clear dead sky wavers reality wavers between life and death. I am awake in the evening therefore the evening has awakened. I see the black sky the black sky sees…
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Time and Music
Time and music are inseparable, as each measures and lives within the other. Imagine the sublime music originating from the universe, and the raw frequencies emerging from the big bang. Imagine being aware of this sound and its vibrations. Imagine the chaos of each day intercepting and blocking the energy around us, preventing, and sometimes…
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Time
At the risk of revealing my physical age, my 20-year high school reunion is happening sometime this year. I refuse to remember when, or acknowledge this fact. As time has passed, which is inevitable, and moving forward beneath our feet, (however we can control our path within that), I have learned to let go of…
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Words and Actions
Back in 2009, I had a short story published at Whispering Angel Books about my grandfather. It was titled “Grandpa’s Words and Actions”. I have included it below. Rugged facial features and expressions, like that of mountain men in history books standing atop the highest peak and planting a flag for their country, shaped by…
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Blessed
I am blessed for how I got here and what I have become. Thank you, to the universe.
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Stone Garden
Intently walking the empty shoreline with faint reminders of empty fields each stone or grain of sand unique we listen to our internal voice in choosing which will become the stone garden we will build and tend to. Some stones are quiet, content with their place here. Some stones jump or shine. Still others sit…
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Peace, Comfort, Belief
I hope we all find some peace, comfort, and belief today. My beliefs have changed and morphed much over the years. As I have gained more experience, listened to others, and finally listened to myself, I have come to a set of beliefs that work for me internally. That work for me as I venture…