"Life Becomes Poetic" Reflections
The Comfort of Home
When I was a child, my parents' room was a family gathering place. We often piled onto the bed and lingered there talking and laughing together, getting tickled, and enjoying...
The Comfort of Home
When I was a child, my parents' room was a family gathering place. We often piled onto the bed and lingered there talking and laughing together, getting tickled, and enjoying...
Work Becomes Poetic
I was trained to value performance and results at work. Were you? From a very early age, I was trained to strive and achieve. I placed a lot of value...
Work Becomes Poetic
I was trained to value performance and results at work. Were you? From a very early age, I was trained to strive and achieve. I placed a lot of value...
On the Edge of Becoming
On the Edge of Becoming I’m on the edge of accomplishing something great. Of walking into the fullness of the vision. Here. I. Am. And all I need do next... is step. Right....
On the Edge of Becoming
On the Edge of Becoming I’m on the edge of accomplishing something great. Of walking into the fullness of the vision. Here. I. Am. And all I need do next... is step. Right....
Wisdom of a Falling Leaf
As I was strolling down the sidewalk, meandering and daydreaming, I noticed one sole leaf release its grip on the branch it had always known as home, and twirling, cascading...
Wisdom of a Falling Leaf
As I was strolling down the sidewalk, meandering and daydreaming, I noticed one sole leaf release its grip on the branch it had always known as home, and twirling, cascading...
I Reap What I've Sown
It's the first day of fall, and with the shift in the season, comes the winds of change. I've been thinking about autumn and what harvest means in my life. So...
I Reap What I've Sown
It's the first day of fall, and with the shift in the season, comes the winds of change. I've been thinking about autumn and what harvest means in my life. So...
Home Becomes Poetic
I've been thinking about what makes a house a home... the people, the furniture, the neighborhood. All of these things contribute greatly. And, the single greatest element I think makes...
Home Becomes Poetic
I've been thinking about what makes a house a home... the people, the furniture, the neighborhood. All of these things contribute greatly. And, the single greatest element I think makes...