So here’s what happened. I shut down a couple other sites that my older posts called home and imported them here. Well, that isn’t as simple as it sounds because the imported pieces looked dreadful for the most part. What that means is that I needed to do some additional housecleaning up in here. Now, you may find some posts with still iffy links and such, and I cry your pardon on that. Feel free to leave a comment and I’ll come in and address it. What I did was go through all 422 posts and mark private those that…
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I find myself burdened by the weight of my own humanity. Photo courtesy https://pixabay.com/images/id-2964231/ Despite taking melatonin pretty consistently (by that I mean at nearly the same time each evening with few missed nights), I am again waking in the wee hours of the morning. Two nights (days?) ago, I was up at 1:30. I mean, wide awake. I got up to not disturb my beloved and went back out to the family room to finish watching a movie I’d started. I discovered that HBO Max has the entire Studio Ghibli collection and I’ve been methodically watching every one of…
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Now there’s an interesting word … People of faith tend to poo-poo the notion of revenge. You know what the Scriptures say: Revenge is mine, I will repay, says the Lord. That is very true, however … there’s more to it. 5 Now you know what Zeruiah’s son Joab did to me. You know what he did to the two captains of the armies of Israel. He killed Abner the son of Ner, and Amasa the son of Jether in the time of peace as if it were in the time of war. He put the blood of war on…
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In case you were wondering, I’m alive, even though my presence on so-called social media isn’t. Me, November 2020 I’m alive in the time of the ‘rona. Despite its horrors, I call it that because it reminds me of the song ‘My Sharona’ (1979), the debut single from The Knack. It makes the covid not so frightening in a way, but not completely. I’ve got to find something to smile about in the midst, so please don’t judge. Just. Don’t. I’ve heard a lot of up-close horror about the ‘rona. People I care about have had people they care about…
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It’s Election Day in the U.S. It feels funny to title this blog ‘Love’ on a day that is a first culmination of so much vitriol. But I have a reason. Let all that you do be done in love. – 1 Corinthians 16:14 Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love. – 1 John 4:8 There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love. – 1 John 4:18 For God so loved the world, that he gave his…
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I’d seen the title of the documentary in the list, several days prior but hadn’t clicked on it. It was about a long-lost Egyptian tomb, the find of a lifetime for people who dig in the hot sand, hoping to find an undisturbed resting place of someone long-gone from this mortal plateau. There were job titles that made my eyes grow wide as my brain asked questions. There were men and women whose sole employ was to cipher the knowings from bones, to identify how old the person might have been when they died, to determine if they were healthy…
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Think of the ocean: or a pool. What comes to mind when you see or hear the word ‘shallow’? The water is so low, I’m barely getting wet … I can just dip my toes in … It’s too cold to go all the way in … Shallow means a lack of commitment in a way. Staying in the shallow end means it looks like the person is in the water, but they are only in a wee bit. There’s little risk in shallow. Think about the deep end. I nearly drowned once as a kid after getting pushed into…
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California is burning. Photo courtesy: https://www.pexels.com/photo/fireman-on-top-of-a-ladder-3208882/ Not just California but much of the northwest. I was in bed, eyes open, a couple of nights ago, thinking about what I would want to save from this house should it be threatened by fire, in no specific order. Photo albums: my son’s baby photos, the albums with my mom, dad, grandmother, and me as a baby. My computer and some other tech. The print copy of my will. Several small antique trinkets that have personal meaning to me. Pet food (and pets of course). My beloved. There might have been a few…
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The first words that came to my mind as I awoke at about 2 am: hag fish. I think it was the ‘hag’ part that kept me awake. When I think of the word ‘hag’, I think of an older woman, perhaps one who some might say is a bit off-mark, more than a bit quirky, occasionally prone to bouts of weirdness. In other words, me. However, I wasn’t feeling particularly hag fish-ish, or even hag-ish. I was feeling more … angler fish-ish… All dressed up and nowhere to go … (photo courtesy strawberrymilky.blogspot.com) … unusual, adorned, regal … but…
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I first thought the keyboard emoji for a heart was a kiss. <3 The ‘3’ are the lips and the ‘<‘ was the pucker. I used it voraciously, as if I’d found a new toy. And then the toy broke: I think I posted the ‘kiss’ on a site that auto-changed the keystrokes to a real emoji and up popped the heart. I was devastated. I tried to argue with myself that it could still be a heart. I could pick up the broken pucker, the full lips, put them back together and Voila! All better. Except it wasn’t. Image…