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Breaking the barriers
One of the biggest challenges is seeing a day through the eyes of someone else. I do not mean when we try to see it from the other person’s perspective, but in the flow of life, of deadlines and struggle. It can feel like the capability to do so leaves us or at least becomes… Continue reading
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Look Away Down Gower Avenue
For some, I was on the other side, an adversary. For those who loved me, a spectacle. No matter what, it was bad. Resigned to this failure, this me, the alien who I lived with but did not understand. Even the self-deception. Absolutely ridiculous. There is low and then there is low. To live and… Continue reading
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The Politics of Pain
Thursday, November 23, 2023 The politics of pain Amid great distraction in which survival could not be, the deafening white noise that I hate, shields me from what lies underneath. The pendulum of merciless competition swings back the other way tearing me into the reality that in the politics of pain, I am losing. Like… Continue reading
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There is a war…Part 4
I find that there is always more to the end of the line, the walls, the fences, and the barriers. We live inside them and they are forever telling us, “No”. But, what if I say yes? There is always one more swing, one more push, I scream, reaching inside and pushing some more. No… Continue reading
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My Wintery Mix of Perception
On a cold Tuesday morning, the snowflakes fall from the dimly lit sky barely contrasting to the over night white cover on the ground. I hear the ash crackling in the wood stove. Despite my denial, somehow we crossed the threshold of August 1st but looked around as we stepped over only to find ourselves… Continue reading
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The girl who stopped waiting
So long ago, there was a girl who landed the best job ever. It allowed her to live a dream that most people could not even imagine. That was enough. One day she was asked to take on an assignment that defied logic and seemed to defy the job itself. She said that she could… Continue reading
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Now and Then
A long time ago, as the nights grew longer and the days grew colder, I welcomed a friend from the West. Even at an early age at the time, I somehow knew that this visit was something to savor. The cold and darkness that moved in, would only be a welcoming conduit for a wonderful… Continue reading
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Transitions
Contrasts keep rising to the surface of the daily pond that is life. It becomes more molecular. It becomes more deconstructed. It turns the tables. It smites denial. It mocks determination. It ridicules the core. The words of my friend Leonard come to mind: It’s like our visit to the moon or to that other… Continue reading
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My Life on the Paragon Trail
Unprovoked by anything that is seen, the leaves, once so new, and green with fresh life, make their solo journey to the ground, yet in unison with siblings that suffer the same fate, somehow creating a symphony that can barely be heard, certainly seen, most definitely felt. Like Days of Future Passed, there is a… Continue reading
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However Absurd
The changing of seasons echoes changes of all kinds. A kind man once thanked me for sharing my story of change. For someone who seemed so strong, I was amazed at the thoughtfulness of those words. How disarming was that response. It highlighted the fact that when faced with one choice or the other if… Continue reading