Category: Reflections and Poems

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In truth, I am afraid of what I might hear. I’m not sure I real­ly want to know what oth­ers think of me. I’d rather keep my illu­sions so that noth­ing will change. But I am trapped, you see. I can nev­er go back with­out dying. If there is news for me, I must hear it. If the words… Con­tin­ue read­ing Feed­back

Things that Open

I think of things that open; bright win­dows, the wings of birds, old locks and prophet­ic books, our eyes and thoughts and minds; As songs, as scenes and plays, as sto­ries open, as a pause opens an inevitable con­ver­sa­tion, as bonds between us will open, releas­ing us so that yet anoth­er way can open; As a pas­sage­way and the com­fort of a… Con­tin­ue read­ing Things that Open

The Way It Is

A guest to our homes is arriv­ing tonight — named 2005. We can treat this guest well in a mul­ti­tude of ways, most imme­di­ate­ly by giv­ing gen­er­ous­ly to tsuna­mi relief. As we learn more about the dev­as­ta­tion and the num­ber of deaths con­tin­ues to climb, it is imper­a­tive that we all con­tribute to the relief… Con­tin­ue read­ing The Way It Is