The Voice of Fear
Too often I let my fear get the best of me. I let it steam-roll me with words like, “no one will like it”, “it’s no good”, “you’re...
The Show
You are not responsible for the Show. You do not have to make sure everyone knows their lines or hits their cue. The outcome is not...
Roadblocks & Barricades
What gets in your way? What is standing between you and your Art? “I don’t have time.” “No one will like it.” “I’m too old.” “I’m too...
A Death Not Meant For Us To Know
There is a pain in this life we were not meant to know. A death that we were not designed for. Our process unable to compute the loss...
This Day
There is too much beauty in this life to rush so quickly. Too much pain to pretend all is “fine”. To stay awake to the moment, in all of...
Crushed
There is a deep beauty that runs through this life. So intrinsically woven even Death cannot remove its brilliant color. The Fool of...
Shoes In The Back Hall
We have a back hall in our home. A space between our family room and our garage. We use this space more than we do our front door. ...
Tired Old Constructs
When we learn to "live with" the constructs around us our creativity is sent to the back burner. Our true self is overshadowed by the...
Working Stiff
I have nothing to say of my working life, only that a tie is a noose, and inverted though it is, it will hang a man nonetheless if he's...
Untitled
Getting out of bed means the day will have to begin. Going to bed at night means having to relive this again soon. Moving through the...
