Our jobs are not who we are. Neither are our cars, our houses, our vacations. Our looks our not who we are, not even our bodies. Who we are is in the vastness of our being. That thing we really
When things go bleary, deary.
Those things that are open to more than one interpretation. They might have a double meaning. Or perhaps, they are unclear — or even inexact — for any number of reasons. The Ambiguous. Equivocal. Arguable. Unclear. Isn’t it all a
You can’t do that in Michigan
We might be going about our days, thinking all is fine and good. But maybe we are running amuck. After all, we don’t know what we don’t know. Where you are — has a lot to do — with what
Rings, rings, rings on fingers.
If you missed Kid Wednesday yesterday, so did I. As they say, I was a bit under the weather and slept for 20 solid hours. Wakey. Wakey. I’m starting to come around and so is my head and body. So
Here, the Crickets Chirp.
Okay. I’ll just come right out and say it. I don’t understand Cricket. In my defense, I’ve never truly investigated. I see Cricket all the time on TV. I watch a lot of shows from the BBC, and Britbox, and
For every lock there is a key
Yesterday, I was standing in my kitchen, washing off the counter tops, with my very favorite dish cloth. And, out of the clear blue — and at the top of my lungs — I started singing “I’ve got a brand
Thinking, feeling, emotional beings
I think animals mourn. In fact, I would bet on it. I’m not sure how many studies have been done on this topic. I’ve read some articles, sporadically over the years, of people who have researched this subject. But I’ve
The school of yesterday
Sometimes I feel like I am doing it wrong. Any of this. All of it. Life in general. There is someone in history called Publilius Syrus. He was a Latin writer born in 85 BC. In all his wisdom, he
The amazing shell game
Many people don’t believe this, but I think it is true. When we “put something out in the Universe” it has a tendency to make its way back into our lives. I’m reminded of this time and again in my
I tot I saw a flippin’ puddy tat
While I don’t necessarily like to be either one of these things, I am very fond of flabbergasted and flummoxed. To surprise greatly, and, to be completely perplexed. Respectively. They may go hand in hand. “I was flabbergasted by the