Who I Am

I open my eyes in darkness--a brand new day, beckoned in by the whirls of my iPad alarm and welcomed by the steadfast, confident swinging from the warm covers to the cool tendrils of the turquoise shag rug below.  Mornings spent in peace and tranquility only felt under the careful watch of the moon--this is... Continue Reading →

The Elder and the Young Man

Can I give you an outsider's view? I just happened to look up at the right moment, as I always do-- and there they were. A young man squatted down on one side of the wooden table, facing an older man sitting down on the other side. I'm sure no one else took notice. Sure... Continue Reading →


is something I aim to be, but often am not. It's the difference between lounging in my sun-lit room in the evening and the day of work when chaos and anxiety reigned in my bones. And I hate-- absolutely deplore, really-- the fact that calm recedes like the waning tide and my stress comes out... Continue Reading →


Words and music notes. That's who I am yet there is deafening sil- . A bundle of chords and emotions, knots of words and thoughts ending in a long pause . . . at rest. Ironic that they make me feel weary, not well-rested. If you could read my mind, would you flee? If you... Continue Reading →

Laundry Detergent

I am low on laundry detergent right now. That's it--that's the punchline. But really it's a metaphor for how the past couple of days, I've been low on energy. Tired. Emotional. Overwhelmed. Overthinking. Anxious. Things that are never a good combination. Things that make being low on laundry detergent seem like a dramatic flare to... Continue Reading →


It's the nostalgic feeling mixed with an outlander identity that coats my bones and soul as I travel that long-worn road. It's seeing the trees I identified as landmarks as a kid to let me know how far along we actually were down Highway 19, how far we were into that in-between land. It's where... Continue Reading →

Winter Snow

The snow--it's so pure. So beautiful and simple and elegant, a testament to a gentle and gorgeous story whose words lie just beyond the reach of my lips. I'm left in awe of snow-capped rooftops and white blankets so thick on the ground that sidewalks and grass become equal playmates. It's so beautiful. So beautiful... Continue Reading →


You said you are fine-- but I can see past your eyes. You, friend, are not fine. If I could make you see . . . see what stirs your raging sea . . . then you would know that your storm is fierce. Gray skies cloud your downcast-set eyes and I can't find a... Continue Reading →

Rippled Lake

She sits there. At least in my mind she does. She sits there, oblivious to all the things she did and all the things she said and all the things she is and all the things she isn't. I can't take it. I saw her indifferent finger, cast against the sunset sky, gently swoop down... Continue Reading →

Five Years

Five years. Five years ago today I was a different person. I wanted different things and dreamed different dreams and felt different passions. Five years ago today I had different strenghts and different weaknesses, different hopes and different fears. The change from teenager to young adult was a transition I needed . . . and... Continue Reading →

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