Conversations 02: Allowing Myself to Make Mistakes

  I’ve been struggling lately and though sometimes it helps to know the reason why, it doesn’t always make things easier.  Growing up, we were expected to always be perfect.  Of course, that is never possible… but we were punished often when we were less than stellar.  We weren’t taken to task just for the…

Finding the Lessons, a poem

  The words wept from the depths of her soul swirling, churning visualizations of angst, lacing themselves between the syllables. She did not moan she did not cry but she expressed. She laid bare the feelings, turning them in her fingers, examining their crevices. She tried to understand learn grow and perhaps to delay the…

Tea Among Thorns, a poem

      It is time for tea and camaraderie The seats are laid With patterned cushions The drapes pulled wide And held with sashes Lace curtains underneath All is bathed in the light Of afternoon glory And this is where the story Wends its way - We are holding hands Talking excitedly We hold…

Random Thoughts: Learning from Disappointment

Sometimes, we have to learn from disappointment. No matter how bitter the pill, there are always lessons to be learned. A farmer does not plant seeds and have nothing grow without asking himself the reason. If the problem is the seeds, he will find new ones that grow. If the problem is the land, he…