Something about the word “revetment” is oddly musical to me. Without knowing its meaning, I sensed its purpose the first…
Spring Storms and Black Dogs: Joy takes a day off.
DISCLAIMER: I am okay. I am posting this as a glimpse into depression. This is one day. Not every day.…
Chaos & Growth: An Auspicious Anniversary
In short order it will be the anniversary of “leaving.” I left my former home (and by extension, my second…
Welcome Home: A New Space
I shuffle around this new space, feeling it both too small and too large at times. Too small because I’d…
Moon Jelly Tide
A few days ago, we walked the beach on a cool, cloudy day. Moon jellies lay splattered about every fifty…
Busyhead: Anxiety as a symptom of grief
My head is full of bees. Thoughts hum constantly and without direction. Grief has been the strangest animal for me.…
My 99-Cent Novel. How I Feel About Seeing my Book on the Discount Rack.
Bless you for your wisdom, Chacón.
Cyclones and Cycles: Letting Go of Stuff
Hurricane Harvey has come and gone leaving the Flood from Hell in his wake. I feel not one bit qualified…
Health, Hope, and Mud-Dung Candy: Living in the Present
I came away from Facebook for a few weeks. I logged back in a few times not because I wanted…
“In the beginning was the Word” and we took it very seriously.
“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” (John1:1, KJV)) In…