“Sticks and stones can break your bones, but words can never hurt you…unless you believe them. Then, they can destroy you.” ― Charles F. Glassman Twigs To Trunks Name-calling The twigs are sticking out from the flexible green stems along the barely worn wooded path to the wild berry bushes, nestled just far enough fromContinue reading “Let’s Talk Sticks And Stones”
Category Archives: June 2021
In The Weeds
A clean, crisp white double-breasted chef’s coat hangs neatly in the closet. Folded leg to leg and draped over the wooden bar, under the jacket, are black and white houndstooth patterned pants. I pull the end of the pant legs and slide them off the hanger. Anxiously and a bit off-balance as I insert oneContinue reading “In The Weeds”
No Longer Without Boundaries
Walking through the woods brings refreshing shade as the trees tower above me. Streaks of warm sunlight sneak through the leaves and limbs where birds sit, chirping their morning song. I stop briefly and inhale deeply. The slightly damp, woody smell mixed with the aroma of pine and sweet blossoms is decidedly pleasing, and IContinue reading “No Longer Without Boundaries”
Toe To Toe
People will fail you. You will fail people. This is a fact. Some will do it purposefully. Others will not. But people WILL fail you. You, too, will fail people. Purposefully? Only you can answer that. But you WILL fail people. Why? Because we are people, and if we are honest with ourselves, it’s whatContinue reading “Toe To Toe”
Leaving A Crossroads
God, please show me my life if I do not forgive. The steady dripping of cold water hitting the bare nape of my neck is torturous. I look up into the unilluminated headroom to find the source, but with my eyes unable to adjust to the darkness, it is of no use. The dripping, incessantContinue reading “Leaving A Crossroads”
Puck Love
If there is anything that might make you think you need several intense therapy sessions, it’s being a Bruins fan in the middle of the playoffs. The lows are low as if you are licking salt off the floor of Badwater Basin in Death Valley. But, those highs. The highs make you feel like youContinue reading “Puck Love”
We All Have That Friend…
You have one. I have one. No matter the time and distance, the moment your paths cross again, it’s as if time stood still. That friend that wisely proclaims “You do what you gotta do”. That friend that lovingly declares “I am here for you always”. My friend patiently waits for me Patiently. Patiently, asContinue reading “We All Have That Friend…”
Emotional Spelunking 