What Crosses My Mind

  • Lest We Forget, Again

    For we do that, oh so often, we do decide upon a beautiful sunset, perhaps the rising moon, a sweet snowfall, even the rain of a heated summer day, lets our mind return to the numbing nature of a human condition built upon, the product of denial.   But we cannot, simply look alive people,…

  • The Need to Recognize Historical Trauma

    Many years ago, during a trip to Europe, I discovered a reality that would change my life forever. The year was 1985, and a portion of my travels was spent in Germany. In a visit to St. Mary’s Church in Lubeck, West Germany I discovered a broken and melted bell that was left in its…

  • In My Comfort Zone

    It is where I am every day, my comfort zone, I give a glimpse into the world I see, every hour of my day, until the sun does set, hues change, sky becomes a darkness outside I cannot see as readily.   Until the morning comes, then in rain or sunshine, the view the same,…

  • A Prayer For Meaning

      Today the battle won for the many, those lives that fill our hearts with meaning, the memories of laughter, filled the room, when so many others were left alone.   Today, we do recall our brothers and sisters, whose names we all know always forever, the lives of strong, courageous beings, went before our…

  • The Mourning Has Begun

    The skies are gray with humanity, powerful, frightening, a storm beyond the natural course of our lives.   In the comfort of home, some homes, ours, yours, we haven’t direct connections with theirs … Wait just a minute though, seconds really, that’s all it takes today to look at the pain of a lost soul,…

  • I Traveled Back in Time

    It felt good to say hello to all of them, The flowers were in crisp spring bloom, The fields swayed with more romance than I recall, I remember the gravel road, The swing rope, and the river pool, just for you, There was a single cow liked to moo.   Last night I visited my…

  • Listening to the News

    I’m feeling agitation, listening to mouthpieces slam each other, slam the office, slam the American people, Ignorance, forces themselves to believe in rhetoric, ‘we will never be great again’ oh my, 6th grade Civics again. ~ ‘lead from behind’ Hah! – I won’t go there, but they might, probably do. ~ Remember when we were told…

  • Rain On

    We woke up to the storm, same chilling atmosphere last night, a carryover to our daily, acceptance, though there are few that do really understand the entire picture, except that that fits that that allows our own delusion to satisfy our societal angst. ~ Perhaps for some … ~ Would that we could be the…

  • Little, Man

    ~ What I want is my life to be this simple without worry of having my innocence taken away. We look at ourselves in hundreds of ways each one a still life of who we are. An orderly day amidst the chaos of nature mingling with concrete. He hasn’t any desire to see beyond the…

  • Yesterday

    We read about it on the news, that they would tell us, back then in the wired age, we didn’t really have to wonder otherwise, we knew they were dying, we saw the pictures of the massacre of innocent lives with the bombs dropping, little kids watching with eyes wide open, unable to see their…