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god’s graffiti

Sometimes, when I’m stuck in a never ending line of traffic. When even though I’m pointed in the right direction, nothing seems to be moving, – or at least not fast enough. When the heat gets turned up just a little too high. When it seems like I’m never going to get where I’m going. When I start thinking about ditching it all. I just need to look around. XXXXXSee where I’m really at XXXXXXXXXXRead the writing on the wall … Continue reading

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lost, then found

I hear dead people. I heard them call my name when no one was there. Then I stopped drinking. The dead don’t talk so much these days. Score one for auditory alcoholic hallucinations. But I can look in a baby’s eyes and know if this is his/her first time around or s/he’s been here before. Score one for “something out there that’s bigger than me.” They say there are no coincidences, it’s just God’s way of staying anonymous.  Believing in … Continue reading

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thank youse

I’m momentarily speechless. Actually, the truth is I’m momentarily self-conscious. Mostly, I write for me, and try to give little thought to an actual audience or readership, afraid of ego stepping in, of sounding writerly, or worse, like a pompous ass. I write to see what I really think and feel because I don’t always know until it comes out my fingertips. This week some actual flesh and blood people touched my actual fingertips and said things that could turn … Continue reading

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