Fresh Air

Fresh Air

Fresh Air My headspace too often resembles a Los Angeles traffic jam. All snarls and congestion filled with frenetic maneuvering and slammed stops. I wish it wasn’t so. There are counter measures, I know, and I daily work to employ them. But what often begins as a...
Knees to the Earth

Knees to the Earth

Knees to the Earth Sometimes there are no words for the things that need to be expressed. She’s been in pain these eight years, a coiling, rattling pain that bites. When you’re part of a mere handful of hundreds swimming in a sea of unaffected billions, carrying a...
Baby Steps

Baby Steps

Baby Steps She has no idea she’s beautiful. We’ve known each other for twenty years. Walks, meals, beach days. Heartaches, secrets, celebrations. Prayer. In the many seasons it’s looked different, but we’ve done life together and it’s been a joy. At some point...