Sign Language for Dogs

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…

Of real love i know little, because real love has no agenda, time table or requirements Real love isn’t contingent upon what others do or don’t do it stands alone ridiculed when others cannot fathom the attachment under conditions they would never consider real love cannot be explained only practiced…

i have a friend, i think he’s sorta hip he dresses well without wearing things that don’t fit he shared with me something i never thought to much about he said you can open avenues you never dreamed not with slick words  but with a smile said it must come…

make no mistake it’s your face and try as we will it’s not hard to trace the obvious effects of having our way only to find it’s not what we wanted everyday i play this game what i am hoping to find versus reality only to find everything i need…

hard to forget how many times you have slipped and resorted to your old friend alcohol the only problem is he stopped being your friend long ago  now he just wants to rule your life i know how the process worked in me until i was ready to get honest…

i give you today what was taken away by fear and a desire to please because to get your way you were willing to pay with your integrity and your word but if you listen you will hear a path away from fear and a change of whom you are…

take a few steps down from your pedestal it won’t be so high when you fall oh no, you can keep your crown we are betting how far it will roll don’t worry about hair, your make-up or your stole your entourage of what to be’s will help you manage…

this world would like to reel you in  so you can share it’s confusion and woes but there are some who have recognized  there are but two ways to go  one, you can walk with the spin looking out for holes or two, stand against the flow of things and…

it was me who threw the first punch and caused things to spiral out of control  then blame everyone else for not cleaning up after me the mess i’ve made was the direct result of moving to fast, with limited information and not being mature enough to wait for clarity…

the candle  sheds but a soft dull light as it flickers shapes dance around the walls was but a short time ago that it would have perplexed my soul but now it soothes and doesn’t trouble me at all for my mind was constantly sorting the truth from my internal…

i was surprised to see a key inside the book carefully placed inside the binding  were i suppose many people wouldn’t look and i set it aside and over a few days i read the work and next to the last page, i found a simple note time had almost…

You gave me the canvas, but it’s up to me to paint i don’t have to do anything, just accept what comes my way some days i like that and i deal with what i’ve got some days i exert myself and draw the lines between the dots there is…