It seems that we have some vague and rather ethereal sense of where we’re going in this thing called life.  For the more contemplative soul, that sense might be quite refined.  For the casual traveler, it might be a bit more nebulous and scattered.  In many cases where we’re going is far more rigorously defined by all the places where we don’t want … [Read more...]

We’re a terribly independent sort.  There’s a bedeviling, yet fundamentally inherent need to be free of anything that we might have to be subservient to, or pass any degree of credit off to.  We want to pen the lines as the single and sole author of the text. Yet, despite our convictions to the contrary we all worship something.  We all have our … [Read more...]

History has pivoted on ordinary people who when faced with extraordinary circumstances drew on some deeply submerged essence of their humanity and were, in those most harrowing of moments, transformed into extraordinary people.  There are those who held themselves of no accord who stood in harm’s way or entered the dangers of the fray and turned … [Read more...]

I want to be happy, but I don’t think I want to be satisfied.  I want to experience a resilient and wonderfully endearing sense of contentment that neatly threads itself through every part of my soul, but I don’t want that contentment to morph into the baser mentality of complacency.  I want to keep a weathered eye on every horizon, but I want to … [Read more...]

My life is spent in holes more times than its not.  Some are deep and some are not so deep.  I have this maniacal tendency to go from one hole to another, rarely staying above ground long enough to understand what above ground looks like.  Instead, I’m repeatedly looking up from the bottom of some hole that I don’t necessarily remember falling … [Read more...]

Some of us have very vivid imaginations.  We can effortlessly conjure up an endless litany of wildly creative concepts, mind-bending visions, and far-reaching theories that can eclipse the very imagination from which they were birthed.  We can be ingenious beyond the limits of our own ingenuity.  At times we find our own creations electrifying, but … [Read more...]

It seems that the idea of taking a stand is perpetually taking a beating.  The whole idea of taking a stand is driven by the conviction that at certain times the need to take a stand is unarguably undeniable and inescapably inescapable.  Taking a stand is taking a risk, and sometimes a big one.  Unfortunately, not many people take a stand.  But … [Read more...]

What lies ahead of us is shrouded in the milky fog of mystery and the confounding muse of speculation that such mystery provokes.  What lies behind us might tempt us to mystery and speculation, but it will only do so in regard to making sense of what lies behind us.  And in this thing called ‘time’ and in this journey that we call ‘life,’ we are … [Read more...]

We have spent tens of thousands of years recklessly hacking away at creation. We sloppily remodel the world around us because it never quite suits us. It appears that there’s always some alteration that we deem to be superior to the original design. It seems that we seldom look at life long enough to appreciate the unmatchable qualities that exist … [Read more...]

We always have, and we always will have the intrinsic need to believe in something.  Life is a journey whose demands will always exceed whatever personal assets we might possess in an attempt to meet those demands.  Life always has and life always will require more of me than I have within myself to give it.  All of my accumulated resources … [Read more...]