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The Staring Match

There has been a host of consistent interactions throughout my time on this planet. As of late it would seem that the eternal staring match that has ensued between me and the contemporary form “papyrus” has been something that I have been unable to dispense myself of. Whether it has been in the form ofContinue reading “The Staring Match”

Our metamorphosis hurts, because it has to

I stopped what I understood to be a foolish concept of making resolutions at the start of a New Year a long time ago. I exchanged this for a commitment to resolve to build upon what I learned during the confines of each day and carry that into the next. Growth and maturity walks inContinue reading “Our metamorphosis hurts, because it has to”

So I found myself … Now what?

This picture sums up the week I spent on the Big Island. Awe inspiring; breathtaking, invigorating and reflective are some of the adjectives that come to mind. In retrospect, I was lost but was able to find myself here, but up to this point I was shamefully oblivious to the fact that I’ve been wastingContinue reading “So I found myself … Now what?”

My complicated but necessary relationship with “IT”

When I was a child and words failed me, I would refer to a nebulous idea or object as “It”, which would always prompt my Mother to say, “What is an it?” She went on to tell me that an “It” is an inanimate object or something without a shape or form – she encouragedContinue reading “My complicated but necessary relationship with “IT””

Don’t ever forget to detox from life…

Life is toxic, sometimes you have to get away from the daily routine… And people, for the purpose of allowing yourself space to think, to truly flesh out the things that are unfolding around you.   I’ve had a fixation on my parents as of late, in that I realize that they were right aboutContinue reading “Don’t ever forget to detox from life…”

The act of living… On borrowed time.

Throughout my life my life I’ve had more than my share of close calls, at the conclusion of each event, I’ve always dusted myself off and chuckled at my good fortune and kept it moving. This year wasn’t any different than my previous episodes on this planet, except that my own mortality gave me theContinue reading “The act of living… On borrowed time.”