Sign Language for Dogs

words do not tell the story, they start the story and the additional lines coerce me into venturing further can words capture………………….no describe…………………yes so i am invited to fill in my questions with suppositions and theories, which makes the story mine i always return to you, after dabbling in other…

finally found something that can fill me up without making me fat the peace the peace that surpasses all understanding or contemplation to feel close to being right size, and comfortable in my skin what a blessing the self-inflicted chaos stage is almost over and it feels good not to…

is it you don’t know or you don’t want to know fret if you like, the answers are always there perhaps not the answer you prefer ………………………………………………………………………………….. something i have to say everyday: i don’t know that i would have chosen the path that has been suggested…………………..but i believe i…

the poet has a habit of lying to himself and fantasies get stuck in trees like kites that have met their untimely demise the world is a magical mystery and needs no embellishment, but try telling that to a poet draping the world in velvet or burlap as the mood…

the universe is a symphony and everyday it plays for me i take the conductor’s stand and they follow my commands i can raise the notes high or bring the notes low, cause a commotion or makes the notes flow i can determine how things go with the baton of…

one can only think to much if you are thinking about the wrong things ttucro

the snowflakes tumble to the ground as i watch from the window beautiful wonder breeding enchantment and tranquility days pass and the beautiful piles of lingering snow have become eyesores interesting that something so beautiful could end up being so repulsive makes me think of ill fated relationships founded on…

there is a breeze that blows through my mind lifts my kite and it soars in the sky and these simple words continue to defy my attempts to constrain them as soon as i feel i have one sorted out , i place it in a compartment and it screams…

it used to bother me but not so much anymore humans striving to adhere and implement spiritual principals are awkward at best not anticipating to start sprouting wings anytime soon i am left with the realization that this is a methodical and measured walk i am constantly fighting a battle…

a flower is defenseless and yet so powerful power is so often associated with strength or domination and that is such a limited view scenario: a friend is sick and feeling down and you knock at the door an a flower turns a frown upside down scenario: been a tough…

don’t know why i spend so much time predicting the future when my understanding of the past is shaky at best life gives you many blessings disguised as curses and many curses disguised as blessings there are reasons why we are presented with different paths they all involve something we…

i don’t know if You are out there, i don’t know if You care, just in case i missed something show me You are here”

the passion of youth now ebbs and flows where it goes i don’t exactly know the energy to go,go,go…………………….is gone and not for a moment think i lament, for most of that energy was ill-spent in involving myself in activities that required sacrifices i wasn’t willing to make the terminology…

1 want something better than you have 2 get involved with a recovery group/ sincerity is more important than which group 3 do what is recommended, remember you don’t know jack about recovery{this is where you either resist or comply} 4 establish a network of people serious about recovery and…

the family tree just fell on me and it didn’t feel very good anger doesn’t look good on me and not much better on you no one responded well and they never do so the brother who was always passive and tried to get along has passed away and in…

when you least expect it s..t happens,
when you least expect it…..joy happens……such is life

i saw your light when you where listening to someone struggling to stay sober volumes of wisdom and concern surrounded you and your acquaintance with comfort and understanding you asked questions that moved the conversation to discovery you could see it in their eyes, like finding something that had been…

you were across the room, but i heard you when you shared i heard you with my ears and then i heard you with my heart your eyes locked on mine when you could see i was trying to listen watching someone start a new way of life is invigorating…

we were describing a sunset, you had been there before and i was saddened by your response, you remarked” what were the people clapping for” i suppose it could be age but it also could be something more because God isn’t part of your life the majestic beauty nothing else…

in an effort to be more concise whether i am drawing or writing a piece time has not so gently reminded me that what i leave out can be more important then what i put in most good dishes start with recipes, an a little variance is okay by me…

walking down the beach in St. Petersburg , we came upon a man sitting by a message written in the sand, and he shared his story with us if you are open you will hear the message, it’s everywhere have a great New Year, it is a new page in…

15 years since i last had a drink, take a quick look back and remember what it was like -like living in a nightmare and couldn’t wake up -boarding a train that had no engine -pretending you are someone else, only to find you had become that person -relationships as…

Christmas Day is closing, and it was a fine day indeed not too much excitement and i didn’t hear a harsh word said one would like to keep the enthusiasm going to each and everyday and although this was a special occasion, everyday can be as well for each rising…

as you open up your presents, may I open up some too I am interested in your heart and mind and sometimes they are wrapped so well they are difficult to get into but if you will bear with Me I’m sure you will find the gifts I have to…

slower is not a word everyone admires i suppose age and time unearth it’s beauty and desire but a walk through the woods with a deliberate and hasty stride reveals rather quickly how much is missed along the way to be governed by a spectacle one has taken the time…

from the mouth of babes

i see you have a brickhead, i know what’s that’s like no one can tell you anything, even if you know they are right so you constantly run into things that others avoid on sight but then again you got that brickhead and you always know what is right so…