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”
I sat here. Content. Content I say… Eyes closed. As my lungs were inhaling and exhaling with deliberation. And I hurled… With the force of frustration; those burdens that would drain me of my empowerment, into the tempest of the stream never to be seen again. And… I rejoiced in its defeat.
It wasn’t unlike the opening minutes of a 12 round fight; circling my antagonist with my guard up probing for any weaknesses that I could exploit to my advantage, but I quickly found there were none at my disposal. Unfortunately for me this foe is unlike any that I have encountered, my jabs will notContinue reading “Enlisting Father Time as my companion.”
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””
The issues that weighed and pulled on my sanity on a daily basis melted away shortly after my arrival in the Hawaiian islands. A smile, one that was truly organic crept across my face, seemingly taking up permanent residence. It became apparent a couple days into my visit that Hawaii is the most beautiful place thatContinue reading “Healing: Pulling Sanity from the jaws of insanity”
Taking it in with my own eyes was exactly as I thought it would be… Being in the midst of something greater than you is comforting. Because in that point of time, you know that taking yourself too seriously really isn’t a viable option.
Riding my mountain bike has served as my muse ever since I could remember, but as with anything life can get in the way and obscure that which is right in front of us. For me it took a brush with my own mortality to rediscover what I had lost. As I was riding thisContinue reading “Heroes and humanity”