Going back for me-then

You know how people might say something for some kind of ever and you just don’t hear it? Maybe at some point you begin suspecting just how much you aren’t hearing. You get curious, and with curiosity comes the teensiest opening to the possibility that...

Do I believe in God?

Once upon a time I tried to die. But it wasn’t my time. Too much was unlived, untapped, unknown. So much not yet done, if it had even begun, so busy had I been stuffing and hiding and numbing so as not to feel the ever present sense of far away from love, from...

Wanted: Sweet Relief

April is National Poetry Month. This one’s been brewing for months. It’s getting there. What Wants Saying Merchants of luxury trade in securities back and forth and up and down the walled streets of restless minds, selling lies of commission, omission, and...

Couples counseling: Me and Time.

Time and I, we go way back. But things have gotten hard… Oof! So I called Curiosity and booked us a session. Curiosity is a frighteningly insightful dude. Most of the time he doesn’t even have to say anything at all, although he does have this one eyebrow...

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