“Love is not primarily an emotion, but an act of the will.”—Bishop Robert Barron There are many days I don’t feel love, not in the way most often imagined. I don’t wake, heart aglow with passion or elation for another. As years pass, people and passions change. It’s not what it was when […]
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MOMENT WHILE IT LIVES
I love the sound of a child’s door drawn over carpet in the morning, the known cadence of little feet as he walks—still sleepy-eyed—out from his room, and the high sound of his voice when he calls to me from the hall. He is growing fast, and if he follows the course of his […]
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WHEN YOU LIVE IT
I wrote a new story today, posted up on its own page: WHEN YOU LIVE IT
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EACH AND EVERY DAY
There are many days I pray Just to find a little sense; In search of understanding to The greater point of this: Love each other, everyone, However yours may show. Live the good. Speak it too. Let your love be known. Own mistakes. Accept their ends. Then make another start; Living a better […]
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EXTREMES
There are days I feel alive,Others when I don’t;Times when I will share my heartAnd others when I won’t. I cannot force myself to give.It will come, if it is right.Other times, it won’t express,No matter how I try.
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FEEL
I feel joy greatly, hurt and pain—the same. I share the one, hold others in Until the first comes back again. I write to let the others free In ways someone may see, and feel, Without thinking less of me. There are times when I smile, Just to keep the other off. No, […]
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WAIT AND SEE
If it happens, let it beAnd if not, wait and see.Perhaps a future lies ahead,Another chapter still unread; Growing perspective in the wait:No not today, but later date…Do not force, let it be;If not today, in time, we’ll see.
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A FEW DROPS OF WATER
“If it had not rained in the night between the 17th and the 18th of June, 1815, the fate of Europe would have been different. A few drops of water, more or less, decided the downfall of Napoleon. All that Providence required in order to make Waterloo the end of Austerlitz was a little […]
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WHAT WE SEE
I used to write with a focus for struggle, disillusionment, and loss. Hardship and hurt were the lenses through which I wrote. Hemingway wrote this way until he blew his brains out, alone, in a depression he designed. Fitzgerald wrote the same, but in a softer light, until he drank himself to death. Steinbeck […]
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ONLY GOOD
I don’t worry if I’m wrong. I know my heart is good. There were seasons when I did, More than I ever should; That left me broken, left me dark, Denied the good within my heart; But such has passed and now I see, Again, the good that is of me; And if […]