Perhaps it all means nothing if we don’t enjoy the ride — the highs, lows, and all that falls in between.
“Are you happy?” Hearing my dad’s voice on the other end of the phone made me smile. He asks this question often, but I didn’t expect it this time.
It was his birthday, and he asked me if I’m happy. I told him I am, that I’m trying to be…
Finding the courage to shine your light
There comes a time in our lives where we’re urged to make a choice. Perhaps it won’t come abruptly, like the sound of thunder on a clear blue day. It may, and for some people, it will.
But more likely, the choice we have to make will infringe upon our…
Fiction/Short-Story
Joon’s Tavern was a home for wanderers, broken souls like he once was.
The warm night air blew through the street and swept through the open windows. At this late hour, the shop became Joon’s sanctuary of calm. The air felt fresh with nobody in the tavern, like it does when he swings the door open for the first time in the morning.
…
Forging our essence by doing what we love
I’ve been waking up in the morning and heading straight for the piano. Playing brings me so much joy, especially when I’m practicing songs that are fun.
I’m practicing, Another Love, by Tom Odell. …
Reflections on the changing seasons.
In the evening, thunder and lightning controlled the sky. In the clear blue morning, the remnants of the storm remain in beautiful disarray. Yellow and orange leaves speckle the black streets. The air is clean and sweet and the day feels normal.
But what happened?
The thunder was incessant; each…
Everything I am and all that I love had brought me to this point — Tokyo in the rain on the back of a train.
Tokyo in the rain.
The sky holds onto the full silver clouds that envelop every inch of the city from top to bottom. Silver; everything was silver. It was early evening.
I sat in the back of the train with my torso turned to watch the Tokyo skyline as it…
Pondering the life I lead
I never thought this would be me.
I couldn’t imagine as a kid
How much I’d learn in time alone —
It makes me care for others more,
Although I know I’m not alone. …
What happened, in the time between then and now?
I may have seen a lot of things, but what did I really see?
How often was I there, smelling the fuckin roses.
The times will come and they will go; so often thinking about the next time or the unnecessary stress. Instead of being where we are.
Watching the…
Where daylight fills the sky with our perception
Playing music when the stars are out,
Before the purple light of dawn
I leave to see the colors mix,
The waves that crash and glisten.
Horizon’s hazy like the dream,
That I can’t seem to shake,
Unknown is the world I’m in
The moment that I wake.
Our journey’s…
Part Four
The storm
The morning was cool and still after the rainless night. I made my way down to the water for a morning plunge. The route had become familiar; a step to balance on a rock, a move beside a wall of granite. How old is this rock that I glide my…
