Category: Essay
-
A Moment of Truth
Lights fade into a dim glow casting shadows from each lamp, bookcase, and the chandelier above the ornate wooden table with 10 chairs. A piano sits silently overlooking the floor to ceiling windows facing east, over the manicured lawn, past the quiet streets, before the views becomes lost in the Lake Superior waters. An empty…
-
A glorious day – Mother’s Day
70s and sunny and it is mother’s day. I normally shy away from warmth and sunshine, preferring grey cloudy skies with rain, or with more excitement, snow and ice covered landscapes. So it was somewhat surprising that I awoke this morning basking in golden light streaming through the forest green drapes, and felt alive. I…
-
Decompression
Overlooking Silver Lake, I slowly let go of the day, and the past week. So much weight and so many worries. The stress is taking over the color of my hair (more character some say). I wonder silently and within, is it all worth the results at the end of day? What is the end…
-
A Gift
Today is my girlfriends (have everything but the ring) son’s birthday. He is 25 and in the military, dedicated to this great country. I made the decision many years ago to not have children of my own, and was fine being with someone who already did. When I met Patricia, and over the ensuing years,…
-
Strength
Sitting with Leroy on the cement steps, beneath a burgeoning summer sky, a rather large ant emerges from the rock bed. It is carrying a brown object of some kind through the tall grasses waiting for their turn to be mowed. I admire its determination over the hills and down into valleys, while trying to…
-
Where next…
A new month, a look back. I started this blog back in November or so as a companion to www.williamricci.com in hopes of finding editing opportunities and submissions to Stone Path Review. What I have found are new friends and fellow writers pouring their heart and soul into their passion and the works they create…
-
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…
-
Neighbor
I see you dear neighbor. From a distance. I have lived here for years, yet I know very little about you besides your name, concerns in our neighborhood, and when you go to church. I would apologize for my distance, or what can come across as not caring, but that would require me to…
-
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…
-
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…
-
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…
-
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…
-
Random Thought from Lutsen
Lake Superior while a large body of freshwater, is dependent on other sources to keep a sustainable level. If the rivers that drain here do not have enough snow melt at higher elevations, and if the usage from resorts, cabins, homes, is consistent or increases, over time the level is going to drop noticeably. Soon,…
-
Alaska – Arriving in Haines
With an Alaskan White Ale at my side, I leave here, Saint Paul, MN, and land back in time: 2010 in Haines, AK. Emerging from the 4 passenger plane from Juneau, a fine mist washes across my face and raven calls permeate the surrounding air. A minute or two passes before I finally accept that…
-
Dreams: Path or Reality
Dreams: Path or Reality What will it take to trust this path? How many more years will I take the steps carefully, always watchful, before I finally give in and trust, not only this direction, but more importantly, myself? Dreams far beyond my physical reach are an integral part of each day. I have read…