Jolie comes to me from the other side. It isn’t something that I can freely express to a lot of people, however I am sure that I’ve shared these experiences with more than have cared to know them. Jolie come to me from the other side in the form of Florence & The Machine songs.… Read More Did I Build This Ship to Wreck?
The bird in the tree outside my porch chirps in fours. The same four notes in the same pattern. Pausing in between to let me know that there is purpose in the four. So so me doe. I hear you bird. I have seen 444 on the clock. Stopped it perfectly without looking on the… Read More So so me doe
It becomes invigorating when you have a breath of fresh air. A new arrival of prospective perspective. A pendulum swing of the greatest kind, with a rise for no reason, other than it was meant to be by the force of swinging from the other side. Being dreary becomes old, especially for those within the… Read More Swinger
When the thunder rolls, it’s depth is unpredictable and cascading – echoing on into directions that are both far too wide or deep for me to comprehend. I wonder, in those moments, what keeps me stuck in this roll. For how deep or cascading, in which direction, cheering on the strikes of light, flickering through… Read More Hear the Thunder Roll
Now a new study from Columbia University has identified for the first time what’s going on in the brain when anorexics make a decision about what to eat. By using fMRIs, the researchers found that when they decide what food to eat, people with anorexia are engaging a part of the brain that is associated… Read More One Day
I’m not one to spell it out. Perhaps, that isn’t even true. Is there such thing as a blunt cryptic? A straight-forward gypsy of personalities that continues to master new ways of being disguised in some form – but tight within their characters – it goes unnoticed. I sit tired and worn out and unsure… Read More Courageous Insignificance
Sometimes things happen that we don’t ever fully understand. Horrendous. Tragic. Heinous. Obscene. Brutal things. Sad. Gut-Wrenching moments. Thrown into a Saturday afternoon or a Tuesday morning, just on your way in to work. In the middle of the night, maybe, after a nice dinner and movie. Something terrible, awful, no-good, and sometimes life-altering will… Read More Face of Danger