i get you and you get me and what a beautiful thing to feel and see/ two people connected by a desire to seek reality as opposed to what we want to see……….very cool when a good friend takes you to school and shows you a different way to handle something that’s in the way…

thank God i have enough sense that i can laugh at me, when i think i have made huge strides spiritually, i let an offhand remark send me spinning like a whirling dervish. i am still that little boy who isn’t that fond of sharing his toys but at least i can stop and remember…

” a rare crop indeed ” said he as he climbed the tree ”and what is especially unique, it that the fruit is bitter sweet” and so my life unfolds, entertaining me as it rolls, and i am constantly amazed how much more i experience out of the ”haze” the cloud i entered in had…

make peace with your past and the sting won’t last, from those memories painful to recall/ easier to retrace if a lesson was laced into the fabric of your soul/ we didn’t get it all right and we didn’t get it all wrong, we stumbled and rose and carried on/ the one thing we can’t…

your demise came at a surprise although looking back it shouldn’t have been so………………you wouldn’t stay within the bounds that were made……….outside those you were on your on………….freedom has a price and sometimes the cost outweighs the benefits………….the incident that took you is new and it’s pain sharp and directed as the point of an…

he was just a square headed dog that guarded his girls like they were his own, causing you to trip occasionally because he was going to be right with you every step of the way/you looked at Sam and he was an easy read, he wanted to be loved and he wanted to love……that was…

our paths crossed once again and i hit my knees reliving our time and gave thanks it was left behind……

the past is a good place for things that were lost, most of which we didn’t need anyway/ a reluctant phone call revived old memories better left buried in the ground of yesterday/i am not that person who you knew then and i am grateful for the changes i have made/ i hope the same…

your reaction to my joy was an essay of a thousand words, the look on your face and your attitude spoke volumes…….i will leave it behind because it has no other redeeming qualities other than to remind me that although i would like to believe we have made progress it is just better disguised. there…

as we grow we begin to know, enough to get us into trouble………we place ourselves at the center of the universe and expect everything to revolve around us and when of course it doesn’t, there is trouble in Oz……after experience and many disappointments we come to a crossroads and the signs say, ”have it your…