A sailor and a gypsy walk in to a bar…
For the trees They breath When I’m drowning and have nothing to say The trees will breathe For me I have so much to say Those who have the strongest roots For me Will say it all And will speak For the trees.
I haven’t really written in a while or had any motivation to do so. I hope that’s how creativity is. It comes and goes like a mood or the tides in and out. Usually it’s just because I am unsettled in my life and… Continue Reading “Check In”
London taken from Greenwich (Cutty Sark) We are never free from ourselves. Even if you travel to the ends of the Earth, there is always someone you can never leave behind. But, when you are alone and in an unfamiliar place, you might find… Continue Reading “From Far Away We are Free”
Short poem: Nothing to me Is ever right or good intentioned. Always fantasies of what could have happened. Running from myself the soul is forgotten. In a dream we jump and wake before hitting bottom. But those of us that cannot escape are not… Continue Reading “Jekyl and Hyde”
You keep saying you’ll get back on track, but you can’t. “It’s not about willpower!” We are over that. But it is. It’s a part of it. Can’t you push through? Pick yourself up and grab the glue to put yourself back together again.… Continue Reading “No Fixing You”
Sometimes I have no motivation or feel any type of creativity. But, I always try to take a lot of pictures anyways so I have a stock to use. I take pictures of animals, people, plants, places, oils and things. So, when I’m feeling… Continue Reading “Pictures As Feelings”
Arrived in London 4 days ago. No luggage, runing out of clean socks and patience. The positive side is that I’ve only had 2 major meltdowns… One privately (because air bnb room was disgusting) and the other in the lobby of the Doubletree by… Continue Reading “Thieves And Gratitude”
Moon overtakes the sun. Sun overtakes the moon. Death always becomes us.
I have been with an institution for almost 2 decades, that many people base their entire identity on. For me, part of my soul growth has come from the pain of realizing I have outgrown my career. Is that ok? Yup. Does it feel… Continue Reading “Outsider-ism”