Infatuation is blind…giggly oblivious,not real love. Real love sees and feels all the lumps and bruises…the imperfections and the misconceptions and accepts them. Love doesn’t pretend they aren’t there….and doesn’t ignore them but compares them to their own experiences and imperfections and concludes they are on their own path and sometimes we walk the same…

The day has given its notice to me it’s tired and ready to sleep….I agree to follow and crawl under the sheets…. It isn’t long before the carriage stops and I am on the docks.. The boardwalk creaks as I make my way to board the Ferry Queen… the crew retrieves the anchors and unties…

Life is often messy and difficult but we do the best we can, clean up our mishaps and missteps and know that the stains from the incidents will require several treatments before they are removed…..closer inspection reveals they are never completely gone, not recognized to most.. but we know they are there….and learn to live…

No doors….no windows….no yard to be mowed Just a place where I keep the knowledge I’ve learned Safely tucked in the bosom of my chest My Heart Church is where I come for healing and rest My church isn’t a building of mortar or stone, never needs painting and isn’t adorned But it has provided…

My Higher Education…reading books in a tree TTucro

Another request rolls in for a community service accommodation for a ride to the Methadone Clinic. There are only 2 types of patients…. a few tapering down to kick and the majority just want to keep the Monkey from Clawing. For William. Kicking It “ I could go on how the needle got stuck in…

All artists …. Whatever their medium….if their intention is to be competent…. Must be critical of their creations, or the work just becomes manufactured cookies. A little different icing and a few sprinkles here and there. If you don’t feel it, if it doesn’t make you comfortable or uncomfortable…..something, don’t put it out there. No…

I think of you when you are far away, I pray for your safety and that you’re doing okay I am grateful for this time apart….gives me pause to reflect…. Upon the many things we have shared and what’s ahead for us… Please be aware of your surroundings as you transverse these roads and come…

Often the best way to say what you think, contrary to popular belief…isn’t with your mouth….rather with your feet Trying to influence someone who has built a wall….isn’t by trying to climb it…..you are better of waiting until it falls Take away your opinion, what you were taught both big and small….and recall what has…

Logic seemed to fail me and just couldn’t understand… these people I admired were from another land.. so I was tired of being baffled and I plied them with a test…. I ask how you came to a place where you seldom get upset….. Smiling they told me that when their ability to explain why…