Observing…I am an observer.By nature.Or nurture.Not sure.I like to sit on the shore.Watch the waves crash.Take in the beauty.Feel the metaphors of the tides.In my soul.Watch as children frolic.And lovers stroll.I see patterns.Recognition.It makes me feel.A certain way.And I capture that.In words. Images. Color.But not my body.My being.Everything buzzes.Before my eyes.The life and laughter.So vibrant!But,... Continue Reading →
I sit with gratitude.I can hear myself think.The beautiful knowledge:I don’t need to drink.Not even “need,”I prefer it this way.Life’s so much better.(It surprises me to say.)I couldn’t have imaginedA life without booze.I certainly wouldn’t thinkIt’d be something I’d choose.I thought it would meanThat I’d lose my shimmer.That life without alcoholWould somehow be dimmer.But what... Continue Reading →
It’s funny how things can change in an instant. Or, rather, not funny. But, they can. How many times have I been worked up about some trivial thing, only to realize I’ve completely lost the tether? How many times do I have to learn this lesson? That health and love are all that matter? I’ve... Continue Reading →
Outside, the noise grows louder.I retreat further inside.This place,Idyllic.Detached from time and space,Where worries drift like clouds in skyOr melt away like snowflakesIn warm, mountain sun.The rising trees afford a kindly shelter.Their trunks tell stories of years gone by.Body idle.Mind wild.With much to explore.Adventure awaits in solitude.Yearning to run free.Untethered.To a schedule, a list, my... Continue Reading →
Soliloquy on Imperfectionism 