What Crosses My Mind

  • Peace and Love

    It’s funny how a couple of words can change the tone of an entire piece. I just wrote my view of Christmas, posted it, and then returned to make a couple of small edits. A couple of words changed the meaning with ever so subtle a flare. I suppose one has to decide whether they…

  • Happy Family

    It’s Christmas eve. I’m going to consciously not watch the news today. I slipped a little bit and read a post on Facebook that speaks to our current turmoil, but that will be it, just a couple glances at social media. In the meantime I’ll try to focus on what this day means to me.…

  • Holiday Peace

    It’s a couple days before Christmas and I’ve spent the day sitting in my chair with my dog in my lap. I really haven’t accomplished a lot except to let a lot of thought roll through my mind. The first thing that comes to mind is celebrating this holiday that symbolizes the end of my…

  • My Blues Are My Own

    I woke up feeling a little blue this morning. Another reaction to the holidays. My family celebrates in multiple events now, and mine has always been Christmas night. I need to be thankful that I can gather with them at all. What goes through my mind are events throughout my life. We have a large…

  • The Holidays Are Upon Me

    I’m going to try to tell you a little story. The holidays can have a unique impact on our lives, for so many different reasons. They could be gains and losses that accumulate around the Christmas holiday. We sometimes will lose people at the most poignant times of the season, and with all of the…

  • The Three Principles

    I spend my Saturday nights exploring my thoughts with a group of similar minded people. Our meeting is based upon the three principles, a healing program created by a man named Syd Banks. The principles focus upon consciousness, mindfulness and thought and how these three keywords play a role in our lives. In the meeting…

  • Christmas With My Coffee

    I have music playing, the kind reminds me of my childhood, sitting around the tree, listening to my dad, make Christmas morning bacon. I’m holding my coffee in my hand I have a smile on my face, listening to the past, feeling a bit of life’s Grace. It’s Christmas morning, I know I have my…

  • Three Days Before Christmas

    I’m sitting alone in my apartment thinking about the days ahead. I don’t want to sound like I am feeling sorry for myself. Actually, I am in a good state of mind, as opposed to the last few years. I recently thought about my niece who is currently going through a round of chemotherapy having…

  • Buying A Wreath

    It’s funny the stories that are told when buying a wreath. You don’t expect to hear that you’re not good enough, especially around the holiday. An ego can be so easily bruised, while holding a wreath in your hand. It’s one thing to imagine that life does have its peculiar moments, and then on the…

  • Snowfall

    I sat at my window watching the snow this morning. It reminded me of days of my childhood. I could see the snow falling everywhere covering trees, benches, and walkways. I was reminded of my childhood sitting at our picture window, watching cars slipping up and down that little hill nearby. The window is where…