I don’t mind the passing comments of those whose days have never whiled with mine. I don’t have any regard for the words of people for whom I am at best a vague outline. I make certain not to waste time on the opinions of people I had to evict from my life. In the end, there are so very few people whose commentary warrants … Continue reading Pitter patter

I’ll tell you why positivity is not a feeble endeavor. Your way is lined with cheerleaders, just out of sight. They wait in the wings, they don’t call out at your successes. They watch in silent support, they pray for your good fortune, they smile at your prosperity. It may take them a long time to make themselves known, if they ever do. And you … Continue reading Good things come

Your silence doesn’t make you invisible. It highlights you. You’re hoping that by keeping quiet you’ll blend into the background, but you just bring yourself to the forefront. Sometimes the absence of sound is more deafening than a wind tunnel, the choice to not speak more obvious than screaming.  People remember the words you say to them. In anger, in grief, in moments of weakness. … Continue reading the things we remember

When we traipse through the day, we’re surprised that dark things lurk about. When we wander through the night, we’re startled by the presence of light. Maybe we’re all or nothing creatures. We understand things on spectrums of likeness. At that gooey center where we’re all inherently good, perhaps there is still yet a naïveté about us. We’re not built to recognize the presence of … Continue reading Pipelines

We have a hard time accepting destruction as a part of our paths. We tend to only map the journey we’ve walked by the wonderful happenstances that united to bring us here. We don’t see the forest fires that burned it all to the ground so that new life could form from the ashes. We don’t see the floods that cleared out what once stood. … Continue reading Water in the desert

I’m trying to find gratitude in the waiting. I feel like a series of shifting continents, searching for somewhere to settle. Endlessly adrift in seas that don’t nurture me. I know I’m moving in the right direction, I know that I’ll get there. But the travel is slow and arduous. It feels like my daily efforts are wasted against inertia. But I’m trying to find … Continue reading Dry spell

Disappointing people is a sign of a life well lived. When we make choices for ourselves, we disrupt a web of plans that others have made for themselves. We all factor into cosmic little games of hopscotch that we don’t even know we’re involved in. Creatures of habit that we are, we don’t approve of course corrections that don’t meet our expectations. But we cannot … Continue reading A life well lived

Imagine what the universe has in the works for you right now. Marvelous little things, dangling from their strings, waiting anxiously to enter the scene. Imagine all the things you cannot see that are being concocted all around you. Set into motion by each decision you heart-thumpingly make, every step you take with baited breath. All the atoms of the ether that you’ve moved in … Continue reading The dance of invisible things

There are no big and small men. There are no weak and powerful people. There are people with less inhibitions, there are people who feel they have nothing to lose, there are people with less restraint. But there is no one that is made of less or more than you. Our differences mean that we all make different choices and that we’re all propelled forward … Continue reading Playing to draw

The roads are slick, I can hear the carcasses of fallen raindrops sloshing under a constant procession of car tires. Their high beams unmask the invisible sheet of drizzle that assaults my face, even as it’s turned down. The air is unforgiving, it unleashes its vengeance on the inadequate clothes that cover me. And not in a Baby, It’s Cold Outside kind of way. It’s … Continue reading See what is