MY FAVORITE QUOTES
My Current WoW
Humankind & Reality
I believe we all need to, occasionally, escape from reality…
The Whisper of Now
In the bustling theater of life, mindfulness is the gentle usher, guiding us to our front-row seats in the present moment.
The Unexpected Sting of Generosity
As the warm glow of the restaurant’s lights bathed our table, laughter and the clinking of cutlery filled the air…
My Drug of Choice
As a nine-year-old, I received a Roy Rogers guitar and despite my initial excitement…
Awakening to Life’s Pivotable Moments
Life has a way of presenting us with crucial crossroads….
A Journey Through Pages
: a young boy in a tiny coal camp, surrounded by just twenty homes, feeling like he’s living on an island in the middle of nowhere….
A Selfless Act of Friendship
One holiday weekend, a dear friend found herself stranded with a flat tire, facing a four-hour drive home the next day…
Knowing Your X-Factor
Emily Dickinson said “Hope is that thing with feathers,”
🎵 The Magic of Music 🎵
Recently, I stumbled upon an article about the “Magic of Music”
Guest Missives
Sick Duck… by JoAnn
Setting The Alarm… by JoAnn
Something Odd… by JoAnn
Car Shopping… by JoAnn
The Bike… by JoAnn
Mama Boo… by Jane Strebel
High-Times on the 4th Floor… by Larry Fields
Anatomy of a Fall… by Larry Fields
Cookie & Brownie… by JoAnn
My Favorite Therapy… by JoAnn
AS MY WORLD TURNS
Lost Words
For the retired English teacher
it’s the ultimate humiliation,
this business of noun slippage,
of lacking the mot juste
for any occasion.
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Names are especially elusive.
“Come out, come out,
wherever you are,”
we call.
But coyly they hide
perhaps in those little folds
of gray matter.
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It’s so insulting,
as if our minds were playgrounds
for words to play their little games
of hide and seek.
For our minds
used to be temples
where pieces of great literature
lived their lofty lives.
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Words justified
our very existence.
I speak,
Therefore I am.
And if I don’t speak,
do I even exist at all?
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