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As we sit down next to a stream, we can listen to its laughter and watch its sparkling waters, noticing the pebbles and fresh green plants nearby, and we may be overcome with happiness. We are one with the stream’s … Continue reading →

If you read the article I posted earlier this year with my dad talking about his struggle with mental illness you’ll see that it’s where my desire to share my struggle to forgive my mother (and likely some of my … Continue reading →

This past year since August almost everything in my life has been a teachable moment. In many ways I overcame growing up in a chaotic and unstable, unloving environment and experienced all the trappings of success as a functional member … Continue reading →

One of the most difficult things for me having grown up in a chaotic atmosphere was learning to listen to myself. I mean, I have always been able to sense and utilize my intuition which is a powerful force not … Continue reading →

When my dad had his first nervous breakdown he was stationed in Fairfield Alabama, a predominantly African American community during the late 1970s. Me and my family were the “other.” We were the odd ones out. I remember my parents … Continue reading →

When you are searching for a teacher you never know who you’re going to get. I had been meditating, a lot, and a friend suggested I try Tai Chi since it is a form of moving meditation. Forever looking for … Continue reading →

I spend a lot of time thinking about writing, sometimes feeling really vulnerable and uncomfortable about my words being out there. Lately I’ve been ready to write, with a whole post in organized and laid out in my mind, and … Continue reading →

I remember standing in the Clyfford Still museum in Denver and feeling the electrified energy of his art wash over me. And I thought, he is long gone, but what he made still has the energy that he poured into … Continue reading →

That’s it! Bye now!

I think ahead to the time when I won’t have my mother and I won’t have my father and I feel a deep sorrow. I can try, with flowery language to express it, but I can not. Losing my father … Continue reading →