aka - thoughts from a run The sidewalks were slick tonight with ice and nuisance snow. Not quite enough to shovel, but too much to ignore. Life can be a slippery path at times, but like the ice, it was just a caution - not a discouragement. Forge ahead. It's the right direction. I love … Continue reading Metaphors for life and random confessions
Category: musings
Choosing happiness
Somehow I’ve come to be perceived as the epitome of the gay divorcée. I’m not exactly sure how that happened, but I think this article may provide some insight. You see, I intuitively do many of the things the article suggests. Life isn't always easy or joyful or simple. What I try to remind myself … Continue reading Choosing happiness
Explorations and discoveries
In the last few years, my perspective has changed dramatically. Once upon a time, I believed that all my decisions had been made and the future held only more stagnation. It was like I was a participant in some organized game with the only object being to "land" on particular spaces in a mostly consistent … Continue reading Explorations and discoveries
A little autumnal inspiration…
From Louise Erdich: “Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to … Continue reading A little autumnal inspiration…
The present of time
It's been one of those weeks.* I'm sure you've had them yourself - an event Monday night, 3 consecutive Tuesday meetings, a late night at work Wednesday, a soccer game...you've been there. I've been longingly anticipating Sunday, the only day on this week's calendar which is completely open. Of course, when I say "completely open" … Continue reading The present of time
Finding the words at 47
Some of the things I find myself saying at this point in my life... I love you It is what it is Let's go Now! Why not? I'm sorry Danke You've got be kidding me Why bother? We all know when we've had enough I'll give it a shot Because I'm an idiot I was … Continue reading Finding the words at 47
September 12th, twelve years later
Waking up on this day a dozen years ago, I remember being happy that I could finally get out of bed and escape the image of those towers falling down behind my eyelids, over and over again. The sky was once again stunningly blue, but now it was silent with all commercial airline traffic grounded … Continue reading September 12th, twelve years later
