China in a bull shop
When we arrived, others were setting up the chairs and prepping the room for the meeting that was soon to …
When we arrived, others were setting up the chairs and prepping the room for the meeting that was soon to …
Sitting. Staring at blankness, hearing the fan knock woodenly as it’s rotation reaches an end point. There is a ballpoint pen in …
In due time, the fear leaves of its own accord and if it remains clenched all the time, we do not know.
We needed some “Robert” time, we needed to sit on the ground and watch the light
We are in flux – we are in process as is the world, as is the universe, as is all creation including that which created us in their image.
The room was dead silent. Nobody spoke. Everybody was stunned by the stream of consciousness that had gurgitated out of my throat.
It’s New Year’s eve and nothing comes to mind to write about. I just feel that I need to write. …
My heart has been tender of late. Tender to my partner and tender to the pain of this world, tender to the sorrow in what we are doing to life, to all living critters.
June 23, 2018. Pridefest parade in my chosen community. As I’ve written elsewhere, on this day my partner and a …
I miss Open Sky. I miss the people, their energies and their kind, compassionate hearts. I miss the mystique of …
A moonlit night driving home up the valley after a playful and satiating meal with my partner with shared laughter …