Storytellers have been disappearing. Without their guidance and wisdom, the world will fall into darkness. How can it possibly recover if we lose the threads, the stories, that lead back to before the beginning? If you ask me, Jaanika had it coming. She was always running her mouth for anyone…

I spent decades and thousands of dollars on therapy and prescription anti-depressants only to find real healing on YouTube. During the height of the pandemic my world became infinitely small and the only window to something greater was a tattered yellow kindle. In between my shifts at the local grocery…

Plants and animals are infinitely special. Let’s treat them that way. COP15 was a first step but we need to make many more. There is a path forward. Good people, speak up! Write, you writers and lovers of nature! — In case you are wondering, I did notice this year when my car remained fairly bug free after a long drive. It made me sad. It stressed me out, honestly. Where did they go? The world’s insect population is in decline, that’s where.

He gave me joy for Christmas. There is a box under the tree. It has my name on it and it’s wrapped. A proper gift with ribbons tied in a scrumptious bow. Twinkle lights create colored puddles on an otherwise pristine surface. …

Getting myself on the right track was my life's work. That is until I realized that the right track doesn’t exist. I’ve started my life over many times. I have both walked away and been evicted against my will, neither experience is easy. …

There is so much noodling that happens in this teeny little brain. — Inside this tiny brain of mine always thinking, thinking, thinking about my tiny stack of cash always shrinking, shrinking, shrinking Inside this little brain of mine always on the go there lives a little calculator saying, “No! no! no! “Do not live as others’ live!” it tells me every day do…

Starting in life can be scary at any age but starting over when you are older can be terrifying. Don’t let feelings of fear steal your future. Arriving at fifty you no longer have the expansive runway of time laying out in front of you that you once did. Your…

My dog died on September 14th and today, for the first time in months, I went for a walk. — Choosing joy is not my go-to. My dog Hollister was different. Like most dogs, he loved to play. The only thing he loved more than playing was a good, long walk. Except for a category 5 hurricane, he enjoyed the weather. Any weather. I often bitched and muttered as he…

A Halloween poem about getting your mind right. — fear will find you while you sleep into your dreams it does creep fear will find you when awake it tears at weak spots and makes you quake fear will tell you it’s all gone! that the future is lost that you got it all wrong fear comes at you in…