Could start this post with the link to I Don’t Just Believe or give you the story about the red dress and blue dress but don’t feel like it. Got Billie Holiday singing I Am A Fool To Want You playing while I let my mind drift through some old memories from a time when… Continue reading Drinking On A Sunday Night
I Don’t Just Believe
This trailer is why I don’t just believe because I KNOW. It is a couple of lines, a few scenes and “just let it in” that convinced me even when there was no logical or tangible reason to be. Sometimes you have to go deep and plunge into where it is most uncomfortable, most painful… Continue reading I Don’t Just Believe
Hurtling Towards Destiny
The rules of the blog and lessons of the pandemic demand I tell you that you showed up in my dream last night but weren’t there when I woke up. You were one of a couple of visitors, call it a night for Virgos. I told you about your grandchildren and several other things and… Continue reading Hurtling Towards Destiny
Lessons Of The Pandemic
The time is somewhere between “you’re up too late on a work night” and maybe I ought to just stay up all night and pound an extra 64 ounces of coffee” when an idea flashes through my head. Jump on the computer and start writing like a fiend pausing to use my friend Mr. Google… Continue reading Lessons Of The Pandemic
