This morning I sat on the edge of the bed and prattled off a laundry list of wants – Topping the list was: ■ $67.2 million dollars ■ A domicile in a tropical location I exhaled deeply and looked towards the ceiling. Making sure to direct my entreaties to the Almighty for acceptance, after aContinue reading “The spirit told me…”
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Searching for the “Why”.
I took a long walk in hopes of clearing the cobwebs and escaping the fog of uncertainty that has enveloped me as of late. When I walk, I walk earnestly, searching for God’s face. I’ve felt adrift as of late and found myself wondering… I sat here and wondered – Why? “Why am I here”Continue reading “Searching for the “Why”.”
Dearest Chicago – Talking out loud
Dearest Chicago, I’ve written about the affinity that I have for you on a number of occasions, most recently in a well-received tome that I penned during a flight home last year. Unfortunately, it seems that I can always count on you for being in the news for all of the wrong reasons. The latestContinue reading “Dearest Chicago – Talking out loud”
Inhumanity doesn’t take sick days – France, Earth and beyond
Terrorism in France, terror attack
My Poe Pilgrimage
I found myself burdened today. Bewildered with a heavy realization. That. To gain stature, one must eat, knowing that procuring nourishment is not an optional endeavor. There is always an open seat at the table of humility, but the shadows of haughtiness and ego are prone to obscuring our line of sight. Today was aContinue reading “My Poe Pilgrimage”
An epiphany of fear
The scariest thing isn’t conspiracies, monsters, principalities and the like. But, it is something far more sinister. It is those who sit, blissfully, behind walls of fortified ignorance, convinced that they have it all figured out. In all of their omnipotence, they are still too selfish to share the enlightenment with the rest of us.Continue reading “An epiphany of fear”
A closed mouth and an open mind
Clarity comes in waves, often we face it with mouths wide open and our minds sealed shut. Experiencing loss is that proverbial shake that serves to remind us that the time we have is loaned. I’ve come to a realization, albeit kicking and screaming. Knowing that I have sold myself short more times that IContinue reading “A closed mouth and an open mind”
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