Shift

Sometimes the mood shifts from fine to dark murky muck Without warning A room once bathed in yellow light grows ashen gray, then black as night Sometimes it’s a sweet…

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3 Line Tales week 137

The light crept in quietly. For a moment, it considered climbing the stairs to check on the children. Does that seem presumptuous? Week 137

Health and things

Let’s talk about: Multiple Myeloma Weight loss Exercising with MS Herbalists & Naturopaths Near Death Experience Life after death Love Art Writing Jewelry Meditation Podcasts That is a list of…

At last

I started writing the following a little while ago, but never finished it. I’m at the hospital waiting to check in for my MRIs. I see the neurologist next week…

Listening

I love audio books. I’ve been an Audible.com member since I found out about it sometime in the early 2000s.  Before that, I was a frequent consumer of the public library‘s…

Superhero Speech

This is a speech I wrote for a Toastmasters meeting sometime in the early 2000s. Life is hard. Do you know what I’m talking about? I’ve always suspected that this might…

Daily Post-Conceal

From this Dailly Post I would like to conceal my walk. I would like to conceal my frailties, and hide my humanity. I’ve been having trouble with walking for a…

Birds for Thought

She stood outside the door, holding the dog’s leash, waiting for the pretty chocolate lab to do her business. She looked up in time to see two large crows winging…

Reading, Listening, Writing

I recently listened to the audio version of a novel called NOS4A2 by Joe Hill. You can find the synopsis on Wikipedia. I liked this book a lot. As I listened,…

Waste

Why waste precious moments quarreling with your own music. Send messages to the moon and surf the sun. You belong with the others. The ones with wolf masks and paper…