Why I Don’t Listen to the Radio Anymore
Sometimes I want nothing but the scene out my window, and my own thoughts. I can’t listen to the radio, as I can’t predict what they may play, and there are just some songs I would rather not hear. I savour the dark outside that bus window on my ride home at night, and the opaque glow of billboards, and streetlights. I get restless, and … Continue reading Why I Don’t Listen to the Radio Anymore
On Returning to my Hometown
Ones Hometown can often be this entangible thing over time. Changing, growing, or atrophying from the core out. I grew up just 20 minutes outside of London, and I lived in London from 1987 until just after Mom died in 2001. I’ve been away ever since. In that time, but for brief visits back, I have seen the main streetscape in London change and decay. … Continue reading On Returning to my Hometown
the ‘Hobbit Dinner’ speech
A BLESSING FOR SUNDAY The following was part of a speech given by Tolkien in Holland, “organized by a Rottendam bookseller“, the spring of 1958; Tolkien made a lively speech in English interspersed with Dutch and Elvish. It was in part a parody of Bilbo’s party speech at the beginning of The Lord of the Rings, and it concluded with Tolkien recalling ‘that it is … Continue reading the ‘Hobbit Dinner’ speech
Images In A Window
He left the drapes open, watched the lights of the cars and of the fast food joints through the window glass, comforted to know there was another world out there, one he could walk to anytime he wanted. ~ Neil Gaiman, American Gods Inspiration ~~ Weekly Photo Challenge: Window Continue reading Images In A Window
My Doppleganger Strikes Again
I awoke really early this morning, and couldn’t imagine wasting another precious moment lounging about. So at 4AM there I was with my coffee thinking… What Do I Want to Write About Today? AUSTRALIA was the first thing that came to mind. So be it, I will Make It So. The person I was then was full of hope and dreams of greatness, big or small. I … Continue reading My Doppleganger Strikes Again
How I Was Humbled By Joy
I was outside at work partaking in a cylinder of sin the other day, chatting with a co-worker, and I mentioned how I’d given this woman I saw at the bus-stop that day a bus ticket. I explained how she was on her way downtown to speak to her caseworker, and to see if she could get $10. She quickly mentioned how she was hoping the … Continue reading How I Was Humbled By Joy
Oh, The Injustice Of It All
It is in fact very easy to fall into the trap of believing one is entitled to more – Tim for much of his life seemed to be one of those under that delusion. As well, it is just as true that life can just really stink and that’s just the way it is. Maybe if I gave Tim anything in his finaly years, its … Continue reading Oh, The Injustice Of It All
The Act of Creation
Creating does not happen devoid of experience, as experience often becomes that which moves the soul. It is a complexity of situations and deep emotional responses, born from events of which only a few of our own design, or desire. These elements work in concert with one another. They mesh, and meld, and circle around and spiral forth, divining which ever instrument we chose, or that … Continue reading The Act of Creation
Beginnings @ the Homestead
“I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was. Likewise, I never imagined that home might be something I would miss.” ― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children “For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. And to make … Continue reading Beginnings @ the Homestead
Single, Celibate and Satisfied?
This concept is something I’ve been wrestling with this week – being single and/or celibate, and what exactly does that entail? On the surface I suppose it’s rather straightforward, yet, am I thinking in terms of just abstinence for a bit? Or all out CELIBATE? Or, am I just choosing to be single, and celibacy plays no part? These thoughts were sparked via a video … Continue reading Single, Celibate and Satisfied?
Capturing Joy
The WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE prompt is to present a photo of JOY. Alas, I could not pick just one as I was cruising through my collection, since I discovered that I had quite a few photos that to me express joy. Here are a few of my favourites. …nothing wonderful lasted forever. Joy was as fleeting as a shooting star that crossed the evening sky, … Continue reading Capturing Joy
On This Maudlin Fryday
The precious Christmas bone has been placed on the bed beside me, after some careful consideration of other locations. For her last choice, I watched her for about 2 or 3 minutes trying to conceal it under this blanket I have draped over my Ikea wicker thingy. I finally decided I’d tell her, um … “Irish, no doggies are coming in here to steal your bone. Really“. So, … Continue reading On This Maudlin Fryday
Another Christmas Back in Dodge
The whole day went by, I realized this morning, and I had not thought of Tim once. Wow. Christmas Eve, Christmas morning, all Christmas Day. Than as I was laying there in the bath… blissfully staring off into space. … I realized, I don’t know what it was, yet something inside me felt joyful. Like a release of wind, as I settled into the warm water, … Continue reading Another Christmas Back in Dodge
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