What is it like to be unfamiliar with the warm security of the love of a fellow human? I can’t say for sure, but I imagine it to be like...

I’m thankful for my family. No really. I am. I know that sounds trite this time of year, but hear me out. I have seen one too many...

I turned 50 about a month ago. I have yet to reach an age for which I’m not ready, where I feel like I haven’t accomplished enough for my...

As I think and write tonight I am sitting on the 10th floor of Bay Lake Tower of the Contemporary Resort at Walt Disney World. Out the...

This could be titled Phlegm 3, but I got tired of the nasty connotations of that word. As I have sat at home today, thinking, praying,...

In my last entry, I referred to my present health and career crisis as a storm. I considered and then wrote about how it built up and...

I am a pretty phlegmy, or phlegmatic, guy. I have been for some time. Funny how the two definitions of this word have collided in my...

I can’t say I’ll miss this year. Not because it has been bad – it hasn’t – but because I’m ready for a few changes. I want to be more...

She hardly caught an ounce of sleep the night before her alarm awakened her for her appointment. Reagan had taken the kids to school so...

The high point of my African experience was the people. I saw wild baboons on a hillside, vervet monkeys on roofs, and hyenas up close...

How many people have either wondered if they were, or wished they were, or maybe wished they were not, invisible, at one point or...

opening my eyes in the morning is often like the elevator doors opening after a solo ride from the top floor of the sears tower down to...

A line from an old song by Rush says “The mirror always lies to the beautiful and the wise.” I think there’s some truth to that. I’ve...

I can’t tell you her age, because as far as I could tell she was ageless. But as I approach 50, I am gaining an appreciation for cheerful...

If blessings are a joy, and curses tear down or build strength, depending on the receiver, apathy allows rot. Blessings are good for the...

Voodoo Death is a real thing. I’m not saying this out of superstition either – at least not out of my own superstition. In this sense, a...

If you’ve read some of my posts you would understand that I’ve struggled with depression through much of my life (inceptivus, caligo,...

Sometimes I feel particularly blessed. As in much more so than I deserve. When I’m not being especially grateful, I often think this word...

We run with so much vigor when we’re young, so eager to get to the next milestone. My grandmother used to remind me “Don’t wish your life...

she turns away again and he retreats she calls and he can’t talk she asks and he doesn’t hear he gestures but she doesn’t see he offers...