Month: May 2017

The gifts that have been waiting to come  

Why it’s important to maybe say whatever you’ve been afraid to say?  Because until you do you may never be really you.  I discovered this recently having exposed the truth of losing my family to a disorder. Such a strange crossroads to come to…

Where the dreamer finds the dream 

I took my first Qi gong baggua class today with an old friend I ran into randomly at a gathering. Riding my bike trying to overcome fear, or my bodies memory of the past. Trying to elevate my mind and then emotions, breathing mantras…

Me, Wilson and Dr. Joe 

I feel like Tom Hanks in cast away, right when he decides to push off his island with his raft made of coconut shells and scraps from the jungle, with his volleyball bff ‘Wilson’ after just clearing the big wave which sets him adrift. …

All that you must do 

I won’t silence my voice and how about you don’t silence yours. Let’s let the truth define us and skip the other chores. There really is no difference In between what’s mine or yours.  There is no game to play or any evening of scores. …

The rope a dope dance of forgiveness

The rope a dope dance of forgiveness.  Or how to coalesce a blossoming interest in Buddha ism and the detachment of forgiveness. The all inclusive ness of that decision and yet remaining protected and even aware of the malicious intent often coming from those…

The Mistake Is The Seed 

The mistake is the seed  Let me share the joy. I want to write about this journey not as a diatribe of pain. Or a listing of horrors. All of which are ancient and impersonal.  Until one liberates himself from too much pain. Or…

The Illusion of Codependency 

You think I don’t know about the war I’m in. You’re wrong.  I finally know some of the rules. And only some. It’s like you decided to play chess with someone without telling them the rules or that there was even pieces and board at…