This is not a 9/11 Post

This is not a 9/11 post. There will be dozens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of posts and articles uploaded today that go over all of the details of what started out as a glorious September morning, and ended in tears and blood. Memories of where people were, what they were doing when they heard the... Continue Reading →

The Great Divide

Have you ever noticed? Every time there is an “event” we sit on our phones or computers hitting “refresh” anxious to see the latest pictures, read the latest updates, hear the most recent “takes” on the situation by whatever talking head, pundit or agitator is out there spouting off about it. It is as if... Continue Reading →

Crafty Creative Chaos

When I die, bury me surrounded by all of my unfinished craft projects. Please oh please don't curse the world with all of the things that I was not talented enough to bring to life. The thought of all of my unfinished craft projects ending up in a Goodwill bin for people to paw through and wonder about gives me the screaming heebie jeebies. They'll be judging me and my inability to finish what I start, I just know it. Maybe in the great beyond I will find a way to work on six craft projects at the same time and complete them all successfully,

Dearest Tuesday

Dearest Tuesday, I have seen so many of your brothers and sisters come and go. Some I’ve loved, and some I’ve hated. Some have sped by so fast I got whiplash. Others dragged their feet so slowly I wanted to kick them for being so boring. All of them have the reputation of actually being... Continue Reading →

The Cry of the Crow

The only thing I can do, the only thing any of us can do, is to address the fear and pain, the suffering and injustice that is presented to us on a daily basis. Face it without flinching. Accept our role and do whatever we can, no matter if it is nothing more than putting a band aid on the skinned knee of a child, holding the hand of a loved one lost in the depths of dementia, offering a meal to a homeless person, listening to a friend who is attempting to work through a bad break up, or making a dying crow’s last minutes on earth as comfortable as possible.

What Rough Beast

I don’t know how this is going to end, whether with the bang of a civil war or the whimper of a society slowly dying from the inside out, but unless we can retie the broken threads, the one thing that is certain, is that the center will crumble and that the rough beast of anarchy and apathy will have its hour come 'round at last.

The Chest of a Thousand Drawers

The chest of a thousand drawers lived for years in a shadowy alcove between my grandparents’ kitchen and their downstairs hall. Actually, it didn't have a thousand drawers, but since I never actually counted the number of drawers, and since the contents always seemed so mysterious to me, it may as well have been a... Continue Reading →

The Banner of Busyness

Why do we insist on keeping ourselves so busy that we never seem to have time for anything that truly rests or refreshes us? When did we forget what it is like to simply take time for ourselves to rest and recharge our batteries? Why is self-care so rarely on our list of priorities?

The Great Pause

One day you will be able to look back on early 2020 and say "I survived The Great Pause" The Great Pause: a brief moment in time whe the world stood still, peoples and nations united, however briefly, against a common enemy. A moment when people were given the time to re-evaluate their priorities and... Continue Reading →

Consume This!

We live in a messed up world.  No, let me rephrase that, we live in a messed up society.  No, let me be even more specific.  We are messed up because we live in a consumer society which throws the natural balance so out of true that we actually think that this is the way... Continue Reading →

Isn’t it Just Ducky

“If it looks like a duck, swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck, then it probably is a duck.”

This, my friends, is called “the duck test” and it is one of the biggest pieces of crap advice in existence.

There are days And times. There are words And signs. There are tears And smiles To make it worth Your while. There are hopes And dreams And nothing's as It seems. What you lost Is found In perfect silence Sound. In the darkness Light In your blindness Sight In your joy Is pain In every... Continue Reading →

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