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A few days ago, someone said to me in reference to her soon-to-be ex-husband, “I can’t believe I wasted the last four years of my life on him.” Her statement interested me because I’m not now, nor have I ever… Continue Reading →
I hate goatheads. Especially when they prick me late at night when I get my cereal snack barefoot. But, even though they bug the crap out of me, they do remind me that God isn’t some wish-granting genie in a… Continue Reading →
Perhaps, as someone shared with me, my approach to addiction/depression may work in “mild” cases, but probably wouldn’t work in more severe cases. Again, my approach to depression/addiction (and to life in general) is: 1) To seek and find beauty… Continue Reading →
People shuffled around me as I attempted to offer condolences to a man whose committed suicide. I didn’t know the man; he’s a friend of my wife’s and I had never met him before his son’s funeral. But in his… Continue Reading →
A fourteen year old girl died while attending a concert at which she was taking heavy doses of Ecstacy. They coroner’s report indicated that her heart rate was more than double the normal rate. I didn’t know the girl, nor… Continue Reading →
I live by five (5) rules that I believe provide emotional health: Do not harbor sinister designs Cultivate a wide range of interest in the arts Be knowledgeable in a variety if occupations Do not be negligent, even in trifling… Continue Reading →
I watched the new Insidious over the weekend. The movie is about a man whose body becomes infested with the soul of killer who had killed himself long ago. It appears, based upon the worldview of the Insidious franchise, that… Continue Reading →
I don’t know why some people end up lost within an addiction while others don’t. Nor can I say with any certainty that a given treatment plan will work. In situations of great complexity, of which addiction is one, there… Continue Reading →
A friend of mine once asked me, “What motivates you as a writer?” I thought about truth and strength and beauty. But, when my mouth opened, I said, “What motivates my writing the most, by far, is anger.” And it… Continue Reading →
the wind blows and I know that change is coming soon my tears dry then laughs break into bittersweet candy drops Still here you are the Captain of my sea riding the ebbs and flows knowing which way… Continue Reading →
