Years ago, I helped start a writers’ group. Just a small bunch of friends who got together once a month and talked about writing. It was fantastic, and helped me with my writing so much. When I moved here, I looked for other opportunities. I actually helped to start two songwriters’ groups here, and they […]
Love ‘im or . . . meh, Joe Biden is probably the next guy who’s butt will be in the chair behind the big desk in the Oval Office. And honestly, whatever. He knows the gig, he’ll do fine, Kamala will charm everybody and we won’t be a laughing stock anymore. Which is great. But
One might almost think humanity has outstayed its welcome here on Mother Earth. I don’t think I can even remember all the midden that has hit the windmill. Between the pandemic and the fire tornadoes, it has been one hell of a ride. The effects of climate change are making themselves conspicuous. We’re launching into
As is not unusual, I had no idea what to write about for this week’s post, so I asked the Tarot, because why not? Two of Swords, Seven of Wands, Ruler (King) of Cups.* Interesting. The Two of Swords is a card that typically advises the querent to withdraw, isolate, call a truce — but
Yep, I went through a rough patch. And I wasn’t going to talk about it, but then I realized, if we’re ever going to remove the stigma from depression, schizophrenia, bi-polar, and other otherness, we’re going to have to talk about it when it happens to us. I’ll try to be brief and not whiny.
