Race, religion, country of birth, family name or coat of arms are all negated by – DNA. We are, everyone, the same DNA. We are human species born to this specific time and place – connected every other person who has ever lived on this planetary ship. DNA is the great equalizer. Read More
Posts published in “Relationships”
The tumultuous molten center of the earth creates a fierce, magnetic field, protecting us from deadly sun flares. Without this massive invisible shield, emanating up and out through layers of crust, water and rock – protecting and guarding us with a steely determination as a mother Grizzly to her newborn cub – we would shortly become a dead planet.
What is the core that protects and guards your soul, thrusting a fiercely protective shield against the destructive flares of daily experience? I am guarded by truth and memory as both endure long after I have passed. Any more than truth and memory and I spin and twist in the fissures of desire, distractions, and false need for more . . . And more . . . And more. Read More
Arrogance cannot coexist with love.
Disappointment, the black hole that swallows all joy.
Joy, contentment, and peace are absent your responses . . . replaced with name calling, labels and barbs of expectations unfulfilled in my human replies. The last two letters you used the terms “disappointed, liberal, liar, scoffer, false prophet, damnable heresies, hell bound, deceived, and gobbledygook.”
I came to you with an open heart, Read More
Nothing tires you out more than grandkids 1/10th your age with 10x your energy. After a week of being “grandpa” I reflect back to ensure I fulfilled my job to re-enforce they are loved and valued without conditions. My grandpa was 80 Read More
Unfriend/unfollow. These could be the two most important functions I will learn to use more and more. I recently unfriended. The whining, the drama, the ranting, the negativity were so overwhelming. I thought I was required to read it, sympathize, offer, “You go girl. You’re strong. You’re a survivor!”
I realized, by reading their posts, Read More
Ding dong. Our doorbell rang and I heard my wife talking to the 8 year old neighbor girl who had stopped by to say hello. I was sitting on the couch nursing a bum hip from hoisting too many stones and rocks for landscaping. In consideration, my wife was gently telling her that we were busy and could not talk right now.
I quickly analyzed the situation; Read More