A collection of consciousness and the stories that bind us.
“Libra: That which disturbs you interests you. Do you dare look into it? One small dose can start your immunity.” I knew exactly what it was referring to when I read my horoscope in the LA Times today. “Do I dare,” I questioned myself? Well, one would hope. As my avoidance kicks in, I wonder... Continue Reading →
Colors fading, roe depleted Vibrant purpose Still within Another life Another season Regenerate a generation From without and then again From within Progeny bolting forward Not one but all Around again Know from what they came A scale from one to ten It only counts if you're counting From without and then again From within
I used to have a lot of rules. I needed to make love at midnight on New Year’s Eve to make sure the incoming year would be beautiful. Or, whenever my spouse and I went on a trip for either vacation or business, the sooner we made love the sooner the trip seemed to begin.... Continue Reading →
Tonight I started making dinner, and Norin’s not participating in an equal way, which translates to I’m doing everything. I’m feeling impatient with him, which is not my usual state in our 35 year marriage. We’re at the cabin and we stayed out on the lake later than usual, so it’s pretty late and dark by now,... Continue Reading →
What is it like to be the only woman on a long range fishing boat with 33 men? I've been doing it for about the last 20 years. Twice a year, in fact. Sometimes I luck out, or maybe not, and there are one or two women along with me. Then I’m relying on the... Continue Reading →
My natural state lost Doubt clutters my mind Spider webs of energy confuse my brain Anxiety boomerangs, pounding my heart Fear circulates, pulsing my veins I must escape, run Exhaustion paralyzes me I sneak out the front door Freedom refuses to follow I cry out in defeat, despair A brilliant spark alights It is constant... Continue Reading →
I wasn’t yet versed on the art of posing for a photograph. I must have just been over a year, walking and talking a bit, but no one had the forethought to clue me in on the art. I don’t suppose it was really necessary at that point, but this is the result. My sister,... Continue Reading →
Writing on planes is my favorite venue to express myself. Well, no, now that I think of it, my favorite venue to express myself is at home after a lovely dinner with wine and smoking a touch of weed. The keys just seem to know what I want to say. I’m deep at those times,... Continue Reading →
It’s like I have a new lease on life. I say a lease because you can never tell how long this effect will last. Lease of all, I love it when it’s here and I’m here with it. The experience of that moment is all that matters. Don’t let anyone tell you different. We’re all... Continue Reading →
I was thinking last night and this morning about how hard it is to understand reality and all the versions of reality we see and don’t see. I believe we make our own reality based upon our frame of reference and our perspectives, deciphering the meaning. Successful communication, even with ourselves, trying to understand our... Continue Reading →
Our experiences being handed up to rising stars, our youth, progeny, future. Media of all types and norms, hieroglyphs, petroglyphs, visions of the future recreated from past. Inspiring and witnessing greatness and passion
I Am We 