Category Archives: Essays

Thoughts of an Ancient Soul

  Thoughts of an Ancient Soul I was seventeen years old and one of my best friends at the time told me I had an ancient soul. He told me I came from another time and another place. At the time I found it off-putting; I didn’t take it as a compliment. I tried to find a different… Read More »

A Daffodil in the Snow

    A Daffodil in the Snow Nothing in this world of ours is more certain than change. The circles and cycles of life are never more prominent than when one season reluctantly gives way to the next. The world expects order. We categorize, compartmentalize, and arrange life into neat little boxes. Palm trees belong on sun-drenched beaches,… Read More »

A Little Reminiscing

  A Little Reminiscing Just over 26 years ago (wow can you believe it?) Darcy and I began our journey as we dipped our toes into the nascent waters of a brand new thing called the Internet. The waters were pretty shallow then. There was not a lot going on yet. No big gazillion-dollar ships were sailing on… Read More »

Ground-breaking; Thought-Provoking

  Ground-breaking; Thought-Provoking I’ve often said that February is the longest month of the year. It lives between the dark of winter and the hope of spring. There’s not much good about February here in the Great Lakes region of the USA. Even though winters have been warmer over the last decade or two, “warmer” is a subjective… Read More »

A Humble Tribute to the Greatest Man I’ve Ever Known

  A Humble Tribute to the Greatest Man I’ve Ever Known On February 26, 1971, the greatest man I have ever known passed away. And though he passed away that terrible February night – a night I’ll never forget – he lives on in my heart and my memory.  There hasn’t been a day that has gone by… Read More »

It’s Superb Owl Sunday! Come to My Party!

      It’s Superb Owl Sunday! Come to My Party! For one brief but ugly moment last week, I deserted the cynic inside me. I left the comfort of cynicism intoxicated by the sweet poison of hope. Don’t worry. I’m back in full vigor now. No more rose-colored glasses for me. There is comfort in cynicism. I… Read More »