I’m not a good person to be around these days. I’m a little bit mean and a little bit nasty, a little too often, and when you add a side of impatient judgmentalism, you get someone who should practice being a hermit more. Preferably a hermit who doesn’t send messages or emails, or who makes calls to businesses or people I want to maintain relationships … Continue reading I get mean when I struggle – a journal joint.
There is a peculiar loneliness in suffering that cannot decide how visible it is allowed to become. A terrible arithmetic that governs and if you … The Burden of Honesty in Suffering Continue reading The Burden of Honesty in Suffering
We All Fall We all fall, be it from a horse or something less equine. Our exaggerated reactions to falling and failure suggest that many of us take falling personally, viewing it as a problem with our character rather than a feature of life and living. Failure isn’t a call to quit, though that’s easily forgotten as we experience anger, frustration, and disappointment. Failure is … Continue reading Get Back On The Horse – Recovering From The Fall
I haven’t been writing much since my daughter and two grandsons moved in, mostly because it has been difficult, and when things are difficult, I tend to withdraw, shut down, and organize. Serenity through tidying, or something like that. I thought I might struggle with their presence on a practical level – it’s been a while since I had a full house – but it’s … Continue reading A Conflicted Home – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast 