Starting over…

Some cycles are helpful. Some are important. Some are simply self-destructive. From the outside looking in it can be easy to assess which is which, but when you’re caught in the incessant restlessness of constantly “pushing”, the insidious can seem inconspicuous. Sometimes it’s easy to mistake the cycle of self-delusion …

Between success and fiasco…

I’ve got a fever. That’s probably the worst possible way to start a blog post in the midst of a global pandemic.  I suppose it’d be like announcing that your lymph-nodes were strangely swollen during the Bubonic Plague. For the record, I don’t have a literal fever. I’m speaking metaphorically. …

Re-reading…

I just finished re-reading David Sedaris‘ book Me Talk Pretty One Day, and it occurred to me that religions are like book clubs that have gotten stuck on the same books for centuries. And, while I say that with plenty of sardonic snark and snide-ness, I also say it with …

What if?

What if we saw the mutual reciprocity that resides between the heavens and our hearts? What if we recognized that the energy igniting the truth that burns in the depths of who we are, is the same force and fire that lights the stars? What if we pulled our heart-strings …

Infected with questions…

One of the ways I cope with my five-day-a-week cubicle incarceration is by listening to a lot interviews with author’s whose work I greatly appreciate and admire. Day in and day out this proves to be an effective strategy for a variety of reasons. It insures that the loudest voice …

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