A small fire crackled and popped, the flames licking the darkness of the sky as if reaching out realizing the kinship to the stars that lie happily twinkling above. Ted and Marissa sat wrapped in each other’s arms soaking in the warmth of the fire on the cool April night. It had been three monthsContinue reading “How I Write A Love Story: Part 4, The Finale”
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How I Write A Love Story: Part 3
-Babe Ruth- You hit a grand slam last night. Thanks for a good time. Give me a call, let’s do it again, 555-6789 Marissa, Ted was still in a sleepy, satisfied daze reading the note his mystery woman left for him. How had it all happened? He was not a one night stand kind ofContinue reading “How I Write A Love Story: Part 3”
I am Trudging: And Life has never been better! (182 Days)
If you are struggling today with Alcoholism or Addiction, please read this. Today is just another day. But it is another day in which I have been sober for six months (182 days precisley) Consecutively. To say six months is a miracle, I feel does God and what He, She, It, whatever, has done inContinue reading “I am Trudging: And Life has never been better! (182 Days)”
How I Write A Love Story: Part 2
The white stone building stuck out like a surley dwarf amongst a crowd of giants, arms folding and face scowling refusing to move. “The Public Library?” Ted asked looking sideways at Marissa. “Yeah, this place is great. When was the last time you checked out a good textbook?” Marissa said with a smile looking upContinue reading “How I Write A Love Story: Part 2”
Getting Uncomfortable
Deep in the heart of a great mountain, where the heat and pressure were incomprehensible, sat two pieces of coal staring into the heat. “God, it is so boring down here.” Said Bob, the first piece of coal. “Yeah, not much to do but wait to be found and be burned alive to cook someone’sContinue reading “Getting Uncomfortable”
A Giant Called Humble
One day as the sun rose to light up the little fishing village, where every sort of person worked and lived with their families and friends. A giant approached. The people in the village immediately panicked throwing down their work and running to hide. Shaking and trembling the village waited, hoping that the giant wouldContinue reading “A Giant Called Humble”
Decisions Not Conditions: The Promise of The Light
I woke in the darkness of the place. Stale and stinking of rot and death. Standing my feet found damp, wet earth that just the night before had been a warm bed of grass. How did I get here? My eyes began to adjust to the nightmarish landscape that grew up around me as IContinue reading “Decisions Not Conditions: The Promise of The Light”
Catching the Wind: How I Rediscover My Flow, and you can too.
I was stuck, the mud was caked around my shoes, and I couldn’t go any farther. The day had been an exercise of exhausting my will to the point of wanting to give up. And I had just written something I thought so beautiful and profound about dancing to the grave. I love that ideaContinue reading “Catching the Wind: How I Rediscover My Flow, and you can too.”
An Original: Back to Basics
There once was a portrait of a man. Painted by an Artist with an uncommon hand. For the Artist had dreams, he had hopes and love. Pouring into his painting all the above. Crafting a face with a heart full of Grace. Eyes full of purpose and a soul for the chase. He stood backContinue reading “An Original: Back to Basics”
Seeking Purpose Today 