Finding a Porpoise

Finding a purpose is a purposeful life-long journey, and one I commend, but I just want to find a porpoise who can teach me how to click and spin, and how to play with wild abandon, and how to hold my breathe while diving to deep depths. With a sense of purpose, my newfound porpoise …

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Contained in a Frame

Captured and contained in this frame, are delicate petals, crowning thorny stems, set against a shadowy tree-laced sky. At first glance, I saw the natural beauty for what it is: magnificence. Eyes full of wonder, I startled a bird with my audible sigh. Despite my praising of nature’s perfection, shortsighted was my thinking, for the …

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Remember and Nurture

No longer do I need to say or write your name. I closed your final chapter with the turning of the last page. I thought you were going to be a leisurely read, one I might grab before heading to the beach. A surprise you were, with heavy conflict and many nonsensical plot twists, but …

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Sidewalk Conversations (audio poems)

Last week’s post, a poetic story of a lady who learned to embrace admiration, was (mostly) fictional. In this post, I share two true tales of conversations I had with two men, separated by ten years and over 100 miles. Both conversations were brief, but each taught me the value of being aware, of listening, …

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Making a Difference During this Fragmented Existence

Like everyone, I am over this virus business and want so much to move along, but I fear, in the U.S., we may be at the start of what is not a sprint, but a marathon. Because writing helps me process life and keep a level head, I once again find myself sharing words that …

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Two Transpiring Paradigms

Tried hard, I did, to push these thoughts aside. I started writing a humorous story about a runaway van, that was sure to get at least one laugh, but the grocery lines are long and the lines that follow this paragraph kept interrupting my funny story with their demands. A war of ideas waged. Funny …

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