I’m trying to feel out where I lie on certain issues. Many issues are complex and require a nuanced position, but I’m going to attempt to simplify some of my thoughts here. Continue reading “In My Opinion…”
Own your loss, and be open about it with other people. Help others understand what they need to do to help you cope.
Did you know that a lot of people are REALLY lousy communicators? No, it’s true! I’m sorry to break it to you. I, on the other hand have a superpower—hearing impairment. Continue reading “Hearing Impairment is my Superpower”
It’s one of those moments in life that just has to be cherished as-is, because you can’t really properly take a picture of it, or scoop it up and put it in your pocket.
I’m going to try a new way of writing for my blog. It’s a “stream of consciousness” with six word prompts. I will go to this website at least twice a week, get random words and then I will write for at least 5 minutes. If I’m feeling the “flow” of words I’ll keep going until I run out of words. I will publish just about anything as long as it’s not inappropriate! My rules, my blog, after all.
Let’s see what comes out. Don’t expect anything earth-shattering, here. Continue reading “Bottling Up Sparkly Snow”
I like wisdom, and I like to collect pieces of it. I try to collect them and string them together here in this blog, but I think it’s more like a jumbled mess of a jewelry box.
Another stream of consciousness exercise. Let’s see what comes out. Don’t expect anything earth-shattering, here. Six random words: enter brother pearl disintegration destiny great. Continue reading “Pearls of Wisdom? …or Hopeless Mess?”
The sun is born again.
I always breathe a sigh of relief on December 22, because I know in my mind that the days are aren’t getting shorter. The sun will return—the days get longer, and the temperature (eventually) gets warmer. Simply knowing that makes me feel better. Continue reading “Happy Winter Solstice!”
Does it bring me joy?
I stumbled across a movement called minimalism this week, and it has really struck a chord. In some ways I have always been a minimalist. However, it’s not an idea that I had formally considered, so I haven’t fully incorporated it into all areas of my life. I think it’s time, now.
A story about family, friends, indoctrination, mentorship, pursuit of truth, humanism & atheism.
I grew up in the Churches of Christ. Here’s the story on how I grew up in Christ and then lost my faith in God. Compelling or not, it is what it is. It’s a long story, as voyages often are.