Walking away from it, to get towards it – An epiphany

Being enamored of the view from above is a double edged sword, but I can’t let the beauty of the vantage point, work in concert with fear to immobilize and prevent me from making the foray into the valley, where the treasures are stored.

If it isn’t heavy, it should be

If it weren’t for the scourge of short memories and wanton impatience, we would remember that… Our faith should always be heavier than our burdens, so that which casts shadows in our path  can be supplanted with the glory that is stored up for us.

The art of creating

My passions are clustered closely together, sharing the commonality of creation. Whether it is my excursions into the depths of nature, earnestly searching for the face of God, but being content with hearing his heartbeat. Or my cobbling together of words in an effort to make sense of my place, my role on this planet.Continue reading “The art of creating”

Sink or Swim?

Sometimes it is necessary to float in the sea of our contradictions and shortcomings. Lest we drown… To dog paddle, to swim, to go with the current versus against it, in the name of self preservation. Humanity is fickle and it is this very trait. That leads to our demise… Submerged in the icy depths.

Pointing the finger – An epiphany

There is a sad tradition in America of blaming the powerless for the machinations of the well heeled and influential who have had a hand in creating said conditions that impact the whole. If you listen quietly… You can hear a chorus of chuckling because the joke is on those pointing the finger in theContinue reading “Pointing the finger – An epiphany”