What Crosses My Mind

  • A Giving Value

    Its been awhile since a recommended analysis would take me, move me, ask me to respond to life and resonate.   While the world continues to cycle a round a mechanical need to survive the crossing winds, seems logical we might all seek the same peace and solace.   Yet, it’s been awhile since peace…

  • Twilight Conscience

    Swift breeze is nonchalant to a unique settings. Silent hour forever in the mind of an observer, a starry horizon will stretch a furthest minute to give benefit to psychic appraisal of reason.   Stand awake in time a twilight enhanced howl whereby our lives will in natural light return. For the moment we might…

  • Are We All The Same

    Do we feel pain rather simple agony stepping upon cracks forgetting  what is civility.   Sitting in another quiet century last one got away from me.   Wandering in my mind his heart became a wonder just how far our lives –   Could we see the light of day when the birds own the…

  • Flight

    Flight – Audio

  • The Skeptical Administrator

    Ever do we wonder, if the joy really is about, playing the game, getting the right answers, or at least providing a speculative reason.   I rode a bicycle home the other day, and each thread of pavement, let me realize exactly how far I needed to travel, just by the sound it made, in…

  • Fallen Shadows Still Rise

    We might think of them as a memory, the pain of losing them, the loss of heartfelt passions and laughs, we might imagine them a memory.   Yet, their shadows can still rise, it is where we left them, forced to say good-bye, we remembered how they stood against the wall.   Oh to have…

  • Breathing Slow Dreams

    It is when we want to cry, the sound will not come, its expanse, fills our lungs to capacity, short breaths, quiet realities, keeps us moving through a storm, taking a moment, a gasp, yet still there is a desire to find more, know a place we might settle in, get perspective, develop a plan,…

  • Purpose With Addiction

    Oh there are these walls, you can’t see them. frankly I can’t either, we can always feel them, walking through a crowded market, and the eyes, the many faces that seem to know you are there, and we wonder, are we as obviously noticing them as they are, realizing our world isn’t alone, but rather,…

  • Dealing With Lovely Realities (A Thank You)

    In recognizing attitude we might choose a Lovely expression, the ability to manage the world in words. We do interact, settle disputes, determine outcomes, creating smiles to combat the disdain. Oh to have Lovely words suggest positive outcome is always the goal. In business, in welfare, in our present reality, a certain energy exists bound…

  • When Time Seems Immediate

    It is those hours as a child, as a young romantic, in the throes of a miscreant’s goal, when time seems forever, to be still, to not move, to shadow the moments ahead, it is in those quiet seconds of reality, we seem to venture forth to discover our resilient nature. Is this a valuable…