The Weight of Desire

Morning diary entry

My YouTube odyssey to visibility

Return to Sender

Forever Young or Young Forever, either way our youth is over.

How we ended up with seventy pounds of energy, and less space on our bed.

And it hurt like hell

The dog took over the household and punished him for reasons no one knew

Basements served purposes surprisingly

My offerings of communication and care

Intricate weavings of computerized humanity

I fall into their grace

Noticing newness when it is in our face

Gathering strength in love’s storm

you’re in doubt, you’re right, trust your instincts

Riding the wave with whatever presents

It’s hard to tell

All of us joined together

Are you trying to tell me something?

A pursuit of illusory stuff

Images upon words make love

People are who they are and we must accept our differences

Photo by Author | Midjourney

When communication is dead

Clear and compelling reasons for our goals empower us to practice the difficult disciplines.