What Crosses My Mind

  • A Certainty is Rage

    When at wit’s end this identity does unravel, the spirit, the mind, that epicenter of our brain begins to take its own journey while the body will always forever remain. Hard to know where the mind goes when stuck in idle unable to let go. ~ There is a response to fear and anxiety a…

  • While Anxiety Will Surge

    Someone might remind kindness, our soul may arise from the depths of a shadowed past, preventing present its opportunity to thrive inside the worrisome reality of this pandemic, our Covid moments, turn months into years, stopping our normalcy, creating a new reality, one so often overlooked until suddenly today, we do stand alone, looking through…

  • Winds of August

    Feel it when the breeze catches a frame of mind, sudden shifting in your seat, rearranging, wondering how it ever became so blind, a nation struggling to understand and be kind.   We have lived this way now, while everyone everywhere anytime, has the same logic behind survival, no one is really excluded, no rivals.…

  • I Cried Tonight

      While rains fell, I swam in the beauty of a summer shower, the cloudy afternoon turning toward nature’s setting hour, I think we all have our own conception of a romanticized storm with its electrifying resonance, makes us each somehow conform.   This year has been a challenge to breathe, only in quiet we…

  • Don’t Feel Sorry For A Teacher

    I run an immediate risk with teaching colleagues with such a title caught in the eye of the storm that is COVID-19. Our lives and the students we teach are forever changed, anyone, anywhere in the world will be impacted more directly than indirectly by this virus. We will all have to adjust to the…