Easter and Reflection

This year, Easter has been a time of reflection for me. I was thinking about the symbology of the crucifixion and the rise of soul.  Upon that cross, I nail all of my past thoughts, beliefs, and ideology.  I whip and scorn away all the guilt, the sadness, and the anger.  And I have been thinking about the rise of the new me from the scared little girl to the adult willing to take more risks and a little more adventures.  It is also been a time...

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You’re Fine!

I was at a friend’s house after a particularly brutal in my mind, bike ride, and it was full of life, little children running, playing, adults chatting, and general overall chaos and fun.  My friend and I had just trained for an upcoming bike challenge, the MS bike ride.  I was feeling deflated and disgusted, I didn’t go as far, I was tired, and really just wanted to quit.  As I was thinking those thoughts, sweat pouring down my face, and...

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Glass Jars

  I was told only post or display my best work, but I am posting this one because I think it is a teachable moment. It is not one of my best pieces of artwork. In this painting is a thousand things I could of have done differently and thousand things I need to do, but that is not what’s important. What is important is what I learned, pretty much my complacency. I don’t pretend I’m the greatest artist, really I’m just an infant in the world...

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Rhinos and the Power of Belief

The other night, I was watching a television news program about the extinction of Rhinos.  Poachers have a new method of thieving horns, a rhino’s only defense in the wild beside his armor like skin.  In essence, the poachers use a tranquilizer gun to bring the rhino down in the middle of the African landscape, alone and unprotected, the poachers hack away the horn and leave the Rhino to wake up beaten, broken, and bloodied.  The rhino was left...

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So who has the imagination the writer or the reader?

So who has the imagination the writer or the reader? As usual, I was thinking about this in my waking hours of 3:00 am, the great time when the greatest thoughts occurs and in which by the time I wake up I forget the. But this time, I have pondered this for several nights. We as writer’s have been gifted with imagination in so many forms. I meet writer’s almost on a daily basis who have the great power of imagination and take people to world’s...

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