dem ‘ol bones

Been one helluva year, so far. I hate going to the doctor but sometimes you just need to go. Broken bones, soon to heal, not soon enough, away, this hell! Two surgeries are done, 3 more to go. In the meantime, I'm thinking about a tale related to at least one of dem 'ol bones. …

On Prayer and Intention

Prayers know no boundaries between a neighbor, country, continent, nor timezone. When any one of us lays down, sends up or sends out our prayers, ritualized or not, no matter what faith or spiritual path, our prayers uplift our spirits and one another. It can’t be any other way. Prayers are words. Prayers are tears …

I Can Hear You!

We had been drinking heavily that day. It was the height of summer, the sun was out, and we had nothing better to do that Saturday afternoon. Me and my buddies were chilling on the porch having a laugh or two, thinking about going to the Big Lake. We were three hungry guys too! We …

Cocoon

Cocooned in the tiniest of tightly woven white shrouds, her essence’s form felt safe and cradled. This is not, after all, entombed, she heard. “Who said that,” she thought to herself, as her inner eyes remained sleepily closed. Sometimes, the darkness was like a tomb, until the brightness came again, and with it, the soft …

Celestial Bliss

Evening comes early, with autumn's chilly season upon us. I look out double paned windows, watching bronze and ochre-colored leaves drift down to dampened earth, thinking what you must see from your window, if you were indeed, looking out. In tune with the season, my mind asks what fruits will this season's harvest bring, while …

Table Tipping

A while back we moved to an area that took us 2 hours distance from my family and friends. I survived the first two winters, but this previous one was just too long and lonely. I was ready to meet and make new friends when I discovered the Meet-up website, where you “find your people” …

Melancholy Moon

Melancholy moon brilliant in the midnight sky  traverses the inky path if only to glimpse her shining morning light. Melancholy moon fades into His Light; how she loves Him, near and from afar. From the Archives