ten points of view don’t mean facts
I want what I think to be true, and I can convince myself that something is true when I don’t know what’s going on. Continue reading “What I think may not be true” »
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future and past mix
August 21st, 2018
bagpipes seem mystical to me
My brother decided to play bagpipes when he was twelve years old, and found a Scotsman who lived nearby to teach him how to play. Continue reading “future and past mix” »
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the evolution of the mind
August 14th, 2018
evolution happens inside us
What happens to our brains as we grow older? Some of us lose our minds, and some of us keep going into various dimensions. Continue reading “the evolution of the mind” »
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what is a shaman?
August 7th, 2018
we all seem to have animal spirit guides
My dear friend’s husband is dying of ALS, or Lou Gehrig’s disease and she’s his caretaker. It is a fatal progressive neurodegenerative disease that effects nerve cells in the brain and the spinal cord. Continue reading “what is a shaman?” »
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no two memories are alike
July 31st, 2018
Vincent Price is the scariest of them all
Today my first cousin and I had lunch during her work day. We can go years without seeing each other, so it’s special when we do get a chance to visit. Continue reading “no two memories are alike” »
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hardware store for bread
July 24th, 2018
we can’t buy bread at a hardware store
Ever heard the saying “it’s like going to the hardware store for bread?” My interpretation of that is recognizing that some relationships are simply not available for us. Continue reading “hardware store for bread” »
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calming down
July 17th, 2018
love calms us down
Try sleeping after a phone call in the middle of the night, no matter the type of call. How to return to sleep? Continue reading “calming down” »
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life with drunk parents
July 10th, 2018
old school television had knobs
I made sure no friends were around when my father put on a green jumpsuit and locked himself up in his bedroom for hours with cheap beer, singing Bing Crosby Irish songs over and over. Continue reading “life with drunk parents” »
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the horror
June 26th, 2018
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give shame a name
June 19th, 2018
I agree
Lingering memories of growing up with alcoholism are not to be buried. I’m learning not to blame anybody, but telling the truth is my reality. I grew up with a disease that effected my perspectives. Continue reading “give shame a name” »
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