The first day of fall has arrived, the Autumnal Equinox. I am three years sober, sans alcohol, as of today. But not only that, I
Do you ever let yourself daydream the most fantastical daydream you can possibly imagine for your life? Some people don’t daydream like that. Others will
There is still good in the world. There is still beauty. TS
I’ve re-started a Tumblr page, and I’ve created a companion page to this page. The goal is, to keep what is good, to focus on
Here’s a quote from the book “Illusions”, by Richard Bach… “In the path of our happiness shall we find the learning for which we have
I loved this memoir from Patti Smith of her early years in New York with Robert Mapplethorpe. Some of the subject matter won’t be everyone’s
Red Line Wine, Selected poetry and prose, 1977-1996. This is the lightning in a bottle of my youth. I hope that you enjoy these poems
Nineteen Stories 1. DRIVE ~ Trying to get home 2. The Fine Art of Being Human ~ infidelity, the delicate workings of forgiveness 3. HUSH
I watched a documentary last night about Nina Simone, “What Happened, Miss Simone?” I had watched part of this one before and became distracted. “Feeling
Letting go is an art, and a grace, something not so much to be learned as practiced. I think to myself… If that was meant
I am being quiet because there is a voice that I need to hear, it is my own. I am choosing simplicity because I can.
It is tomorrow in Paris, or at least, later today.
Waking… May 10, 1994 The sweet smell of honeysuckle rested on an evening breeze outside the open window. Looking down the driveway to the
DREAMING 9-19-91 It sounded like thunder. We could see a strange, red cloud rising up in the distance. Having had only the blank landscape in