What Crosses My Mind

  • Waking Without The News

    I awoke this morning with a certain calm, the quiet heartbeat of my dog nearby, the sun just beginning to radiate the room, life seemed a slow melodic sort of tune.   Oh, there are certain ideals on my mind that weigh heavily to be understood yet for that moment, that initial lull I could…

  • On People, Love, and executive orders …

    I am thinking about my Muslim students tonight. I am thinking about my Latino, Mexican, African American, Somali, Hispanic, Russian, Asian & White students tonight. I am imagining the confusion in their minds this evening and this weekend as they realize their lives have been measured rather than given the freedoms they would like to…

  • Depression Seldom Defines

    There is a part of me remains inclined to let the world imagine me undefined. That’s originality or our quest toward individuality. What’s my reality, I’ll tell you only if you listen to me, but there’s the struggle, the obstacle between knowing and telling, is the inherent nature of a sadness overcomes our own desire…

  • I Turned Off The News

      Yesterday, I made a conscious decision to turn off the news. Having watched the now ‘idle’ banter of prognosticators and candidates for the last year, the outcome in hand, I wasn’t excited about hearing any theory, any ‘told you so’ antics, or any patronage from the winning side of an ugly defeat. I told…

  • This Hatred Is Still Real

    There in the quiet, when we all settle in to our own reality, a memorial stands free, meant to celebrate a young boy, there is a mindset exists in the world around us, we sometimes allow ourselves to forget about morality. I’m not talking about you, not speaking about me, I haven’t any idea really,…

  • When Childhood Seemed Innocent

    We would play, for hours in May, anticipating the summer day, those opportunities ahead that contained no worries, no stress, no school remained.   I remember our time spent on the court the roundball, and later building a fort we camped in the woods across the fields, we lived for all the beauty that nature…

  • Let My Tears Remain

    Please do not offer me solace, help me forget the pain I feel, imagine a different world too soon, in order to find a peace we all …   We’re crying I hope, I would like to imagine every household, each quiet ride in a commute, listening to reality rather than fiction, I would wish…

  • “Homegrown Extremism”

    “Homegrown Extremism” – President Obama Really, it is difficult to argue a more stable and consistent response to a tragedy that confuses and impacts our lives as a nation. We did or did not know people directly. We did respond with our own theories and convictions of the reason for this tragedy. We were not…

  • While the Presses Run

    While the presses run, people continue to be real, if in a day I change my focus, the shell I’ve composed will remain on the surface.   While the presses run, the value of love does remain, if in a moment she sheds a real tear, nothing in the world will satisfy her impressive fear.…

  • Check Your Need

    Check your nails, primp your hair, fix your tie, pull that food out of your teeth, people die ~ Meet the boss, play the silly fool, smile to your strangers walking by, be sure we all can see your eyes, people die ~ plan your life, hug your animal frolic in the springtime air, plant…