air drums!

A few years ago I began noticing Cuppycake exhibiting suspicious signs of a mid-life crisis.

There were no Harley’s suddenly showing up in our garage.
Or shiny fast sports cars with very exaggerated curves in their design.
No clubbing or skydiving.
No hair dye, tight leather jeans, or shiny-gold jewelry.

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But there was suddenly the mysterious appearance of

Nickleback

playing in our lives. Continue reading “air drums!”

in awe, of you.

dancing through my head…

 

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I stand on the brink, on the edge of myself.

And wonder at all that is beyond me.

I am jealous of the ocean and the sky

that do not seem to end.

Of the universe itself that holds so much immensity.

I seek to comprehend all knowledge, and I cannot even know of all that has been written. Continue reading “in awe, of you.”

my mission

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Henry Newman wrote a favorite prayer of mine which stays nestled on the kitchen-sink windowsill, where my eyes can skim playfully over the words daily, like fingers gliding across piano keys.

Which I must admit then – oft times – seem to pick themselves up from their print, to flamboyantly dance across my heart! Continue reading “my mission”