Funny Funny how the world keeps turning even when your heart stops finding meaning in its beat. And when the wronged is lying but seems so honest and the good guy is blamed. Funny how the gender or race or wealth of a human is lifted up as the trigger for pain. And when the lies are regretted but it starts a war and someone’s … Continue reading Funny, a poem that is not
She doesn’t know what she wants to be named, only that the tea-stained name she’s heard over decades of being talked at doesn’t fit. She’s a survivor but her feelings get purple sometimes. She sees in color what others only hear. Words are rainbow realities. And she’s confused for a moment when In a casual conversation They say “now you understand” Because she understood before. … Continue reading In Color, a poem of the atypical
I don’t have any answers or poetry to share. Not right now. Just questions. And a headache. Is she sick or just resenting that I have not visited enough? Is she being narcissistic or is she having an actual problem? Is she failing mentally or just wanting me to do everything for her? Is she really upset or just begging sympathy about something a 5 … Continue reading Narcissism Sucks
Stand Strong I have a thought to call myself a princess Of a kingdom long since gone to rest. I have a thought to take to sleep and wander Through dreams of flowered fields and oceans vast. I have a thought to take these in a bottle And drink them down without a bit of bread. But thoughts of feasting cannot sate my hunger And … Continue reading Stand Strong, a poem
How did it get so late? Where did the day go? The weekend? The years? Why didn’t I plan to still be alive, living day to day to day in my forties? What could I have done if I had known? What career? What adventures? What savings? Who would I be if I had spent the last forty years planning to be forty five? Continue reading Late
It’s interesting how much we look forward to changes in our environment. In winter, we look for the colors of spring. In summer, we look for the colors of autumn. We look forward to the temperature getting lower, or higher. Occasionally, we think, “What a nice day it is today!” But usually, we find the lacking before we find the beauty. When we do find … Continue reading When Comes the Color
Mediating on different subjects is a wonderful thing to do, but it’s not meditation. To me, meditation, by definition, is on nothing. Yet, every other article on the subject is about meditating on nature, on change, on your purpose.. on something. When you are starting out, it can be useful to have something to think about. And it is always good to take time out … Continue reading Meditating on Nothing
Violet and gold, Green and gray, There never was another way. Blue and black, Candy apple red, I won’t forget what was said. Strawberry tarts, Pumpkin pie, A grain of truth in every lie. Cherry danish, Lemon meringue, I won’t be coming here again. Orange and peach, Nectarine and grape, I don’t think it’s a mistake. Cantaloupe, And honeydew, I’ll be better off without you. … Continue reading The Last Holiday, A Rhyme
Breathe. Deeper. Fill your lungs, then use your stomach, your diaphragm to purposefully continue filling your body with as much air as it can hold. Take a moment to realize how much extra air you can inhale beyond your usual, weaker breaths. As you slowly exhale, allow your body to relax. Once you feel you have exhaled enough, keep going. Use your diaphragm once more … Continue reading Breathe Deep, A One-Breath Meditation
I learned a long time ago that standing still, sitting still, it’s just another way of being dead. I have nothing against being dead. But, what is the point of it? We are here, and we should probably enjoy it. What is the best way to do that? What is the best way to experience all that our existence has to offer? Always be learning, … Continue reading Reaching
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