Opposite the large oak desk laden with many chips of its stained wood, and opposed to the fat old man with an unkempt sometimes white beard, sat a wisp of an older lady. To his eye, she was quite petite.  So he was shocked at the power in her voice when she eventually spoke. He, … Continue reading A Dancer for the State →

Each a beginning, a discovery, a first for us. Each thought of ourselves as special and different. Me, full of anger, lashing out at the world of hunger and nothingness, to face an enemy that knew nothing of me, and felt not the first of my mighty blows. You, with your own faceplants and embarrassments. … Continue reading Treading My Path →

And, the stillness of the night, gives way slyly to the red hues of the birthing sun. Silence is pregnant and full now, goose bumps flow on my arms and engorge me during this change. I wonder, if the soul is not like a bubble lying deep in the ocean. Rising maddeningly, striving for freedom, … Continue reading Soul Direction →

  The Soul, so 'oft times in pain,  Has few choices, to be with God again.Once before birth, and after one dies, And during life, which is filled with cries. Cries of love, and being as one, During the passion of love, only then can Two become one. A blessed bird of flight, the pure … Continue reading When Two Become One →

What is your worth to the world?  What makes you other than sand?  What did you add to the effort to keep the stars shining and spinning? "Well, I was always trying to help a lessor one!" Common, many millions before ye! "What else?" I tried to help every child crying, lost, alone... "Also common.  … Continue reading God Asked me →

She won't tell you of her past unless she really knows you. Her loving eyes will dart around you, but not look directly. The pain must have been early and often.  Though even now, someone hurts her, making snide remarks about her hair, her curves, her laugh, her heart. With her kind eyes and sly … Continue reading Dancing in Life →

It was his last autumn.  The one he never dreamed would come. He stood at the top of a rise with a dirt-colored road that seemed to wind through the most beautiful colors he had ever seen, with early morning sun slowly changing the details. A wonderful barrage of reds, yellows, oranges, hung in front … Continue reading Arc Of Life →

A northern howl blustered through the pine trees over the Snake River causing white topping in the already aggravated flow. Colby was seated, just like me, on an escarpment, looking down on the violence, hearing the waters trying to punish the rocks, while the wind tore at our hair and whipped our clothes back and … Continue reading Someone with Me →

"Was the sunshine brighter for me, way back when?" the old woman asked the orange vinyl chair in the room. “Was life truly better before I knew what struggles I would have? There was a time when I felt light, carefree, and HAPPY!" A nurse in green was bent over her, struggling to get all … Continue reading Head Bitch in Charge →

Grandmother was chewing her tobacco, one cheek bigger than the other.   She had a spit cup in her left hand, almost like it was an appendage. She couldn't look at me, she had a chew on her heart tougher than the one in her mouth. "I was there, boy, the morning you decided to come.  … Continue reading A Beginning, A Grandmother’s Chaw →