I’ve often made mention of the high esteem that I hold my late paternal Grandmother and my Great Aunt in. I have the distinction of them serving as my Guardian Angels and my muses – as they consistently provide me an inexhaustible source of inspiration, guidance and if that wasn’t enough, ensuring that I survivedContinue reading “Sit your rump down somewhere – A wake up call”
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Prayer – You can’t put it in a box
One of my readers, that I have the dual privilege of being a subscriber to his blog as well asked me to expand on a statement that I made previously about prayer being an action, it was an epiphany of sorts as I’ve come to the realization that prayer is more than a stoic actContinue reading “Prayer – You can’t put it in a box”
Divided loyalties – Speaking truth to myself
Life gives the contrast for appreciation, often it just requires being still, engaged in active listening. Being willing to accept what is given, regardless if it is what we want at the time. Being loyal to yourself is a concept that constantly gets lost in the realm of the esoteric. Sadly, like many of theContinue reading “Divided loyalties – Speaking truth to myself”
Courage of your convictions? Not behind an avatar it isn’t.
I am a relic of a bygone era and the realization of this fact saddens me. I came from an time where corporal punishment featured creative uses of the belt, hands, broomsticks, shoes and the like in response to various acts of malfeasance. I don’t intend for this to be a treatise on how wellContinue reading “Courage of your convictions? Not behind an avatar it isn’t.”
Keeping my balance
Pride and humility have been two elements that have had a tenuous a tug-of-war battle of sorts in my life. Strangely enough, they have experienced difficulty with their co-existence, much to my dismay. In my life I have had a heavy servings of pride, but not unlike a child with a mandate to eat hisContinue reading “Keeping my balance”
The timeless nature of music & my search for Brazilica
When I was a kid there was an album that my Father would always play on the record player that I resigned myself to being lost to the ages, I wasn’t any older than 4 years old, so it is safe to say that I hadn’t mastered the art of connecting a name to aContinue reading “The timeless nature of music & my search for Brazilica”
American Liberal & Conservative thought, that curiously symbiotic relationship
In my travels throughout the connected world via the Internet and the medium of social media, one of the things that often gives me pause is the invective spewed by people on comment boards. I’ve mentioned previously that I feel that anonymity of the Internet provides people with a layer of courage that would otherwiseContinue reading “American Liberal & Conservative thought, that curiously symbiotic relationship”
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