of chrysalis and ash

A chrysalis is the shell, or bag - the container - in which a caterpillar becomes a butterfly. The idea of a caterpillar becoming a butterfly is amazing and inspiring to any elementary school student, but sadly, many adults never look at this metamorphosis from a more mature perspective. A Butterfly undergoes its metamorphosis in... Continue Reading →

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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 →

55 – again & again

Given the death of my Dad in 1997, (jireh, abba, virilis) for a long time afterwards I was subconsciously or consciously looking for a father figure - a mentor. I found one in Herb Stuart. He brought what I needed to the table: wisdom, truth, love, and just enough sarcasm and irreverence to make the... Continue Reading →

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