reflections from the belly of the whale

This could be titled Phlegm 3, but I got tired of the nasty connotations of that word. As I have sat at home today, thinking, praying, pondering, and being generally disgusted at how little I can do, I had these thoughts, mostly as a result of my time in the hospital. If I am physically... Continue Reading →

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Still Phlegm

In my last entry, I referred to my present health and career crisis as a storm. I considered and then wrote about how it built up and finally blew up. In explaining this to my present clients, I even drew a picture of a mushroom cloud as an illustration of my job situation. 44 The Lord hurled a... Continue Reading →

phlegm

I am a pretty phlegmy, or phlegmatic, guy. I have been for some time. Funny how the two definitions of this word have collided in my microcosm here lately. I guess it was when I was in Washington DC recently that I first noticed that I was breathing harder - struggling for air more -... Continue Reading →

Farewell 2018

I can't say I'll miss this year. Not because it has been bad - it hasn't - but because I'm ready for a few changes. I want to be more true to myself. Is that so much to ask? No more trying to be a redneck. No more trying to be part of either political... Continue Reading →

The Washingtons (ep.9)

She hardly caught an ounce of sleep the night before her alarm awakened her for her appointment. Reagan had taken the kids to school so that she could sleep in a little, both of them knowing sleep would be difficult due to nerves. After he returned home to pick her up, they loaded and got... Continue Reading →

blessings ex nihilo (africa7)

The high point of my African experience was the people. I saw wild baboons on a hillside, vervet monkeys on roofs, and hyenas up close and personal, but they did not lift my soul as did the people. I ate goat meat, seasoned raw beef (didn't know beforehand), and some of the best sambusa and fuul anywhere,... Continue Reading →

invisible (to the other guy)

How many people have either wondered if they were, or wished they were, or maybe wished they were not, invisible, at one point or another? That one girl or guy that doesn't seem to know you exist; that car that pulls into your lane as though you weren't in it; or that gathering where you're standing... Continue Reading →

crush

opening my eyes in the morning is often like the elevator doors opening after a solo ride from the top floor of the sears tower down to the fifth floor i've been comfortable for some time, enjoying a not-too-hot not-too-cold pleasant temperature and some instrumental music in dim lighting and solitude and then the doors... Continue Reading →

worthy

A line from an old song by Rush says "The mirror always lies to the beautiful and the wise." I think there's some truth to that. I've heard too many healthy people insist they were fat. Too many compassionate people beat themselves up for being insensitive; too many friendly people self deprecate for a perceived... Continue Reading →

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