My talent is preaching
but nobody wants a preacher
Continue readingThe Lost Art of the Letter
I am by far much more of a fiction reader. It seems my attention span grows and I read much quicker. However, I also like to learn so I have come up with a fiction-nonfiction schedule. Part of my nonfiction reads include biographies. I like to learn about people who are only names to me. Their interests, their weaknesses, their lives. One of the tools most biographers use to peek into the souls of yesterday is through letters. Letters written by and to the person. It seems we can learn a lot – or as much as we can anyway – from their correspondence. This all got me thinking, how will the future generation learn anything from us?
Continue readingPeople in Your Life
There are people in your life
you just met.
There are people in your life
that seem to have always been.
Continue readingPractice makes us…us
Anything in life takes consistent practice.
Continue readingLet the Quiet Come
Be nice for the sake of being nice
Years ago, I had a journey of self-discovery. At the end (or I should say middle because that’s an ongoing road), I slapped some labels on myself. At first, I found the labels to be a comfort. There was a reason why I acted the way I did. In the words of Jessica Rabbit, “I’m just drawn that way.” In my elation for explanation I overshared my conclusions. But over time, I have grown quiet about my labels. Not because I am ashamed, but because of the reaction I have learned comes from finding out what makes me tick.
Continue readingGet it Together
What I want this year
Let me start off by saying, gifts – receiving and giving is my love language. A sincere gift is how I express love and receiving a thoughtful gift is how I feel loved. I love opening presents. I love watching others open presents. So, that should make what I’m about to share even more powerful. I don’t want anything this year for Christmas.
Continue readingTwenty-minute Poems
The otiose motivating force known as guilt
She used the harshest words she could think of against me. “Isn’t it our responsibility?” She asked.
I didn’t argue. “Yes, it is our responsibility to set an example.”
She thought she won until I continued. “But I’m still not going to do it.”
A few more choice words to put me in my place. The truth was though, that by this point of the conversation, there was no way I was going to agree to the action she demanded. Mostly because of her tactics. I have come to believe that guilt is not a sustainable motivating factor and I refuse to succumb to action because of it.
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