Category Archives: Walking

Those Baptismal ruminations 

In the seconds prior to taking this picture in the Frederick, Maryland historic district, a cornucopia of thoughts ran through my mind. Those metaphors of baptism. The fear of swimming in – the uncertainty of our steps. Our desire to be cleansed of what would defile us and sweep us away in the proverbial currentContinue reading “Those Baptismal ruminations “

Acknowledgement of my standing

In a beautiful world pock-marked with ugliness. Sometimes I feel as if I sit on the banks of sanity… While insanity rushes by, I’m cognizant that one misstep can sweep me headlong into the current. Still there is a solace of sorts in watching the organized confusion cascade by me. Knowing, where I stand andContinue reading “Acknowledgement of my standing”

Is trying to figure it out a pipe dream?

I sat here quietly. Engrossed in thought attempting to do the impossible, trying to make sense of it all. Actually, I find myself in this position more often than not, but not necessarily sitting on this particular tree stump, looking out at this particular outcrop of trees. But actively sitting in repose, trying to makeContinue reading “Is trying to figure it out a pipe dream?”

When memories come calling…

“You remember the most obscure stuff” is a frequent refrain that I hear from family members, perhaps it is my lot in life as the middle child that has cast this mutant ability onto my reluctant shoulders, but I don’t recall asking for it. Often the memories come rushing back with such deafening frequency thatContinue reading “When memories come calling…”