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With my eyes on the horizonI never see the flowers at my feetWith fingertips just brushing themYet still my mind would race beyond the beat That my heart makes as the path curvesSo gently through a verdant grove of treesThat searching for the openingBlind to the birds alighting next to me What if I miss… Continue reading
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Coax

Bend low and meet the eyesExtend hand held loosely closedShift thoughts from fear’s demiseTake it slow in the approach Short breath brought through the noseOut the mouth locked tight with teethDeep pain as anger showsAnd protection blocks relief A wounded beastFears what it needsHeal to releaseAnd take the lead Tiptoe and bear the soundDeepen growl… Continue reading
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Pillow Talk

Head down for a conversationFace wrapped tight to block the lightCurled fists under chin in safetyFrom or in what’s shown tonight What do you want to surfaceFrom beneath the din of dayWhere movement drowns the messageAnd my masks keep you away Darkest hell or tailored heavenSo real I can taste the smokeSo warm sweat beaded… Continue reading
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Hot Take: Deciding On Self

One of the most powerful skills I have started to acquire in the quiet meditations and fortuitous interactions along the path of Life Yeet 2025 is how to face myself in a balanced way. Addressing the good, the bad, and the in-between helps make decisions toward growth and movement – toward a fulfilling life. Decision-making… Continue reading
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Blog: Averting Capsize

I wrote this blog using voice-to-text two nights ago and have edited it and added to it for clarity. I’ve always liked thunderstorms since I’ve been old enough to no longer be afraid of their power but instead enthralled by their majesty. Nonetheless, I get chronic migraines from pressure changes and from stress, particularly when… Continue reading
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Blog: Dialing up the Bon of the Voyage

Trying to build the life I wanted has required several new levels of intellectual, emotional, and intestinal fortitude that the prescribed, expected, and safer path I was on prior did not. As I make my way on this journey from grand master Tower moment to Phoenix risen, I hope to share a tidbit or two… Continue reading
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Shards

I will pluck every shardFrom my mindYour venom touch No sleep, I want to hearPulls and popsThat tear the hush Counting each crimson chipEach small deathPunctures me pale I offer eachA gentle kissA quiet wakeA silent wail Time grew scars, tough and soreWhere softnessAnd delight reigned Azure lights lost to grayEach feelingFearful or feigned I… Continue reading