Advocacy, Access, and Movement for the Silenced.
We are either running to something or running from something. While the first scenario is preferable to the second, unfortunately, it’s not usually the case. Often it is our past that so doggedly pursues us. Keeping us from reaching that which our heart desires. You’re not good enough, the voices begin to sing their chorus….
A lazy Sunday afternoon, and I just woke from a nap. The girls are enjoying a rare nap themselves. After an overnight low of -5, today only managed to climb to a high of 1 degree. That’s unusually cold for where we live in southeast Missouri. Combined with the windy conditions we reached an overnight…
Time passes both slow and fast at once. While it passes slow when I write or am waiting for something. I am awed by the speed at which payments become due again (Didn’t I just pay that?) and people age, myself in particular. I am almost certain that it was only yesterday that my Mom…
Listening to music is very cathartic for me. Having been a DJ for a good portion of my life, I was exposed to a great variety of genres. Of course, my many years of listening to the radio with the likes of Casey Kasem and many others like him didn’t hurt either. Sometimes I’ll just…
Civilization as we know it is being slowly dismantled into something we don’t recognize. If I were somehow able to travel and see my grandchildren 100 years from now, I’m sure things would be as strange to me as today would be to my great-grandparents. I am given no comfort in the fact this is…