“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
I sit at my Grandmother’s desk, with my cold coffee, salty skin, and sweat dried clothing from an early morning boot camp. I try to shut down the verbal brawling of my thoughts in order to find a placid stream of wisdom, flowing with ideas, something that will lead me in a worthy direction. I […]
Living in the Gap is about my search for mindfulness (I realize this term is mindlessly overused), my struggle to live in the moment, and my evolving awareness of the irresistible present. I drag you along because I don’t like to do things on my own (there are a few obvious exceptions), besides it’s more […]
Let me tell you what it feels like to be a fragmented mess, held together by camouflage duct tape, and the honor system (reminds me of a renegade scout troop I used to lead). My rebellious parts are off doing their own thing, I can no longer keep track of all the shenanigans, and quite […]
Living in the gap, the space between past and future, is not an easy task. I spend so much time redeveloping the past, or worrying about the future, I lose sight of the present. For example, just this morning, I have no idea why, but I was writing the first line of my obituary in […]
Living in the Gap 