Where Others Dreams Reside

How you treat the person who doesn’t know something matters. The novice. The beginner. If you lack the capacity to teach, step out of the way to allow others who don’t. What someone doesn’t know is a gift and needs to be used wisely. The ability to shape an experience, a future, or a...

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Decisions Decisions

There are definitely bad decisions. A bad decision is one where you know the outcome is going to be awful but you do it anyway. Such as drinking a bathtub full of beer or buying “The Boss” for twenty dollars on itunes because you’re too impatient for it to be a three dollar rental....

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Tattooed On My Heart

There is nothing more humbling than being a parent. You’re accountable to the lives you’ve been blessed with. You run the gamut of emotions on a daily, hourly basis. You feel awful. Then amazing. Then confused. Then in love. All within a matter of minutes. You’re inspired. Awed. Amazed. Filled with wonder. And equally...

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In A Dream

This is the first poem I’ve written in a while. It came to me in a dream. A man singing a song that began with the line “the sun slides down” as he strummed an acoustic guitar. The sun slides down Darkening the world around I’m lost and found Nowhere to stand but with...

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2021

I didn’t post as much this year as last. I didn’t have a goal to post daily and my writing was kind of sporadic. At least what I shared. But I’ve been writing a lot. And my goal in 2021 is to keep writing a lot. Like a book a lot. Ok a book....

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Let It Be Done

I’ve never known the entire journey in advance. That’s the scary part. Things just unfold in real time interspersed with memories and ruminations. To tell the beginning middle and end all at once feels monumental. How do people do it? How long does it take? How do they know they’re on the right track?...

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Gifts

Not all gifts have immediate value. So much of gift giving is about instant gratification and satiation of fleeting desires. Real gifts aren’t as obvious. While looking for something today I found a set of fountain pens my mom gave me years ago. I don’t remember exactly when she gave them to me but...

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You’re Good

Just because something is hard doesn’t mean you’re not good at it. No one is the master of anything without hard work. Without failure. Without struggle and doubt and pain. But even if you’re struggling to master something that doesn’t mean you’re not good at it. I’m reminded daily how hard parenting is. I’m...

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Days Like These

I feel empty. So I’m filling myself up with chocolate. When work ends the real hard and meaningful works resumes- being a parent. Tonight I didn’t have much to give. I feel depleted. I won’t let myself indulge in this for long. But I will acknowledge it. Just how damn hard it can be....

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