The new school year has begun. My wife and my son underwent surgery two weeks apart and in between the surgical events we all got a stomach flu that turned into a chest cold, and now we’re all on the healing side of things. I got back into my classroom today, spending the day figuring […]Read more "Closer"
I very much see that the Empire is falling. Everyday waves of dead fish crash onto the shores of Florida. 1000s of Indigenous women are missing and/or dead in Canada. Hate groups like Proud Boys and Patriot Prayer, have been holding “Unite the Right” rallies in multiple states. The local utility company Puget Sound Energy […]Read more "Processing the Noise"
I’ve been on a personal growth route, spurred by lifelong conditioning and innate competitiveness with my heterosexual life partner. I don’t even know if she ever competes with me….I’ll have to ask her. I digress. I have learned many things in my first year teaching preschool. I have learned to stop fearing the worst and […]Read more "I’m all growed out"
I went caroling. On my way downtown I consciously asked the question; What does success look like tonight? Because The NorthWest is notorious for rsvping and not showing. Life happens, this is not a judgement, but it leads social creatures to many sad nights. At least those who persist in organizing public events. (I’m sending […]Read more "Winter Break"
I’d go so far as to tell you that I’m pretty stellar at balancing the changes, both good and bad, that have rolled my way, not to mention riding through the ambiguity and uncertainty with a balanced, caring and positive attitude, when I’m not venting my spleen in a dark pool of acknowledgement and processing . Well, apparently I’m hitting a wall […]Read more "Just one thing!"
I’m at the beginning of a brand new emotional-cycle. It’s not unlike sitting in that suspended bubble of time, on the top of the roller-coaster. Edging along the boundaries of ignorance and sadness. I remember feeling this way last year. Gawlly, has it been a year?! So much has changed and so much is exactly […]Read more "Forward"
The layer of mud had gotten so out of hand, her boots cracked deep and dark with every step she took across the industrial landscape. The floods had finally receeded, after a five week storm had drown most of the winter landscape in warm waters. Communication with folks further than 100 miles was difficult, at […]Read more "figs and maps"