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Continue reading →: Monday Muse. Thank You Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Are we content with the content of our character? Or are we living skin deep, keeping up appearances and letting our hearts go to seed? Images are everywhere. Platitudes placed between the possibilities of communion with the humanity of it all. We all have our character flaws, no? Our social…
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Continue reading →: Puzzled into Coherence.
via Puzzled into Coherence. I found myself looking for a phrase and this popped up. In what story do I find myself in? You? God reminds me.
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Continue reading →: Holding Back
Tear into me, slit the viaducts if you have to. Sandbags under eyes holding back emotions. Is a good cry an oxymoron? Fear to feel. What if I drown? Will the salt keep me afloat? Jesus wept, this I know, tear to tears.
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Continue reading →: Monday Muse 2020
First Monday. We’re alive. I’m writing and you’re reading. Grace has lifted us once again. How shall we respond? I write. It’s a compulsion. Sometimes words illumine a way out of a thought jungle. Worry; the great canopy of blocking the light of day. Vines, creepy-crawlies, and unknown sounds and…
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Continue reading →: Pressing On
Originally posted on Unshakable Hope: Happy New Year! I believe 2020 will be a great year. Regular readers of my blog know that I’ve had ALS for twenty-three years. I’ve been on hospice for the last fifteen months, and in that time, I’ve had three close encounters with death. I…
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Continue reading →: Happy New Year!
I don’t want to abuse the metaphor of 2020 as a vision of the year to come. Honestly, metaphorically, most days I can’t see beyond the tip of my nose, with or without glasses. I glance back occasionally, but there is really “no use of looking up a dead horses…
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Continue reading →: Come Any Other Way (2012 Christmas revisited)
Oh God, come any other way, but not as a child. Come in a space ship so we can claim you as an alien, as a figment of our imagination. Wash up on earth’s shore so we can claim you as a castaway an unknown, scraggly and salt…
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Continue reading →: God Is
I’m a bit lost. Nothing new. Walker Percy gets it. (Lost in the Cosmos) It’s not that I don’t know where I’m going. I see where I’ve been too. Forth and back. It’s the momentary. The present places shift around. Shift happens I suppose. Here is there a lot of…
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Continue reading →: Chest Cavity
I took a breath today. Didn’t say please or thank you, but I’m saying it now. Bad air, good air, Displacing. Tapping out. Tapping in. Each filling murmurs to my heart three beats, with each deep draught at least. I cross my chest. Inhale Your Spirit, exhale a prayer. “Please.…
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Continue reading →: Touche’ Screen
More personal? Odd connection. Let’s stay in touch. Eye contact. Facial recognition. Face time. Stop time. Real time, yes. Let’s meet in the real. Put your phone down and back away slowly.
Gerald the Writer 