January was, all around, a pretty decent reading month. I was excited about several of the six I finished but *sadly* was let down more than not (five of the six). It’s all good though, they were still enjoyable.
I’d like to start off with a thought: Isn’t it amazing how you can know someone your entire life and, even after their passing, you continue to learn new things about them? Sometimes it almost feels like they’re reaching out, giving you a gentle nudge – as cliche’ as that sounds. Read More
There’s very little outside (1) a good dog, (2) a good song, and (3) a good book that I feel “finds us” quickest when we need them most.
There we are: all static energy, inside this BINGO-ball-cage of life, wondering what our next move is or how we’re going to pay that bill or questioning why we’re so angry all the time. And, for just a single heartbeat, this tiny ripple tosses some soul-medicine into our laps and we’re left standing there thinking- “Okay, where have you been this whole time?”
Maybe it’s a guitar chord in an old Merle Haggard song or the quiet laughter of your children in the next room. Maybe it’s a first kiss or your first banded goose. Maybe it’s your momma’s voice on the phone. Maybe it’s a warm-night-gravel-roadtrip with the dog hanging out the window.
Or maybe it’s someone else’s words on a page. Read More