Legacy on a blank page

How much latitude do we have in penning ourselves? How much is predetermined by us or by God? Legacy within my veins begs for release A stark blankness waits words To fill the unwritten pages of chapters yet to come with hope or tragedy solitude or love joy or pain   Is it a mere…

Remembrance

  Resting on a crooked smile my heart flutters Conveying a simplicity of being, a transcendence Reminding us of what we already know yet so often fail to recall   In dismembering there is  inevitability a disconnect from our truest self . The source from which all joys flow Like a crystal clear stream ambling…

In Gratitude

Wanted to take this opportunity to say from my heart, thank you for all the kindness & compassion shown by so many of you during a very challenging time for myself & my family. My mother’s condition is finally showing some signs of small improvement. She stood for the first time in over a month…

Thoughts on living bi-polar II

When I’m in the throes of irrational thought, which I usually feel is quite rational at the time…I have to insistently remind myself that these invading thoughts and the emotions they evoke are only temporary, a product of my mania or depression…that I won’t feel this way in a few days ( or months at the worst)…