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”

No, history isn’t a pretty face.

History is a bad word, because history is ugly. Preferring to sanitize or ignore it, is tantamount to self-hatred. But. Sadly we express dismay when we repeat our misteps. If only history were beautiful and serene… Strangely enough, if we were to procure the lessons to be had from history, that in itself would beContinue reading “No, history isn’t a pretty face.”

Echoes of silence

Arid plains reek of desolation as winds of life waft an acrid stench of heartbroken failure tinged with insignificance, encumbered by cognizance of opportunities lost – those words, actions cut like swords that imprison like a Bastille. Someone said – I’m having a horrible life… No retort for staying the course – as the silenceContinue reading “Echoes of silence”

A treatise on friendship – Happy Birthday Ken

The most powerful thing about friendship is the perspective that it affords us in realizing that old adage of: “See your friends, see yourself”. The dynamics of friendship is something littered through much of my writing. It has always been a tightly held contention of mine that friendship is one of the elemental forces thatContinue reading “A treatise on friendship – Happy Birthday Ken”

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”