• Journeys,  Random

    Seasons Changing

    November in northern Texas is a time of transitions. We have gone from weeks of days over 100 degrees to a rainy, windswept vista. In some ways it’s refreshing. It’s fireplace and chiminea weather! Much of my life this year has been in transition. At first I dug my heels in, not wanting what I knew deep in my heart…

  • Journeys

    Missing and a Smile

    I know it’s not the date – but it is the day. Two years. Last night I had a hard time sleeping, thinking back on what happened two years ago. One day here, and the next you were gone. Mom – I miss you. Then, as I lay there in the dark listening to Sammy sigh in her sleep, I…

  • Random

    Horizons

    I have turned over a new leaf, and I’m going to document it here. THE GYM. Yes! Years ago, I was a gym rat and loved it. Life happened, and I kind of got away from it for a while. I love my job – but it demands I’m at a computer for several hours a day. I told the…

  • Poetry

    And Today

    I have seen the beauty Reflected in your eyes – Ringing in your laughter. I have felt the strength Lived out in your convictions – Expressed without counting the cost. And today, when you cross my mind – I know it is as it’s meant to be. Hope…Hope for eternity. No remorse or shame. I have known the joy In…

  • Music,  Poetry

    Easy to Believe

    A million stars were overhead That night, upon the hill. You told me I should look again, And lay completely still. You promised I would see more stars – (And) You were surely right. Your promise in the summer breeze Came true that August night.   CHORUS I remember…The way you smiled at me. I have treasured…the promises you keep.…

  • Journeys,  Random

    Surprised

    It’s been a while since I’ve written. So much has happened, I almost don’t know where to begin.  I guess I’ll start with the Source. Today, as I sat in my backyard listening to the birds, the sun was just starting to creep over the horizon. It was glorious. I’m glad I didn’t miss it.  tried to sleep in –…

  • Journeys,  Random

    Roots in the Ground

    I love trees. I love watching them go through the seasons – how their leaves and limbs change with the weather. How they spring back to life and blossom after the cool of the winter. How each one is slightly different, even when they are the same variety. When I was little, I used to think the wind was generated…

  • Journeys

    Walk Forward

    There are moments when the challenges of life seem pretty complex. Overwhelming. Daunting. Even a little scary. The question is – what to do next? As I sit here on a quiet Saturday morning, typing on my Surface, the answer seems incredibly simple. Just walk forward a step at a time. Life is a lot like walking. Balance is required.…

  • Poetry

    Be Still

    There is music in my mind…in my soul, The beat moves, even in the deep of the night. Lyrics, harmony, rhythm, Come together in dreams with intense colors. And in the midst of this sonata there is a Voice. The chart may be unfinished, The chorus unsung, But the One who never sleeps hums along. For after all, the melody…

  • Random

    In the Night

    I call it “busy brain”. That noisy chatter in my head in the middle of the night. I mean, it’s usually always there, but in the daytime it’s not as annoying as it is at 2:00 AM. There are a lot of unknowns in my life just now.. I find it unsettling. However, if one really stops to analyze things,…

  • Journeys,  Random

    Mother’s Day Questions

    It was a calendar event I used to dread. Mother’s Day…a day filled with sentiment, blessings, and perhaps for some compounded  and needle-sharp grief. Thankfully, I have harmonized the dissonant notes and come to some very positive conclusions and want to share them. Because I feel very strongly about this, I’m posting it now. Maybe there is only one other…

  • Poetry

    A Thousand Whispers

    The sky is blue – stunning and vibrant, Leaves on trees glow brilliant green. Spring has come in jubilant light Dancing across the rolling hills. In its midst, the tumbling breeze…. Calls out in sweet abandon. Sometimes its voice is strong, And others, merely whispers. Lean forward, catch the words From the heart of Spring. Pause and hear, Wait and…