A while ago now I caught
the opening lines to a song:
“Just gonna stand there
and watch me burn
that’s alright because
I like the way it hurts…”
For those of you who know
the rest of the song,
or even know what the song is about -
you’ll have to forgive me:
this is the only part I heard.… —-> Continue…
Ever had that sort of gnawing thought
in the back of your mind that something
was passing you by and you couldn’t
quite figure out what?
Sort of like standing on a frozen river;
the part you’re standing on is made from
the very same thing that flows beneath you;
yet one moves on, while the other stays.… —-> Continue…
It’s easy to be grateful
for those things in Life that
bring happiness, joy and peace.
Yet imagine the greater power of
being thankful for what has hurt us,
angered us, and brought us to our
knees in sadness, pain, and defeat.… —-> Continue…
It has often occurred to me that at times I hold too high of expectations for my son.
What I also realize is that I also carry these often too high expectation of others into the world of those around me.… —-> Continue…
It was a fun night celebrated with friends
that brought me to downtown Portland.
That’s the Oregon one
(pronouned Or-ree-gahn by the out of towners) -
not the one in Maine on the OTHER coast.
It was on the walk back to the car that I saw it.… —-> Continue…
I’m at the Salvation Army thrift store
standing in line to purchase a small
dresser I’d found to help organize
what is my clothing chaos.
And I see him.
If one were to judge him by appearance,
they might say he had run out of luck
long ago and spent much time amongst the
out of work and possibly even the homeless.… —-> Continue…
The news came tonight that Dad’s latest chemo treatment
will be taking away his hair, so he got a buzz cut yesterday.
It is… absolutely baffling as it is infuriating that the
majority of people accept their doctor’s standard
protocol for “curing” cancer as THE best course of action.… —-> Continue…
