Calling All Ancestors Sleeping in the Past

My stories emerge from parts unknown to teach me something new to remember. Memory, the greatest teacher, hopes to entertain and celebrate, but more importantly, to learn what may help me avoid new mistakes. Reflecting on pains and sorrows of the past may in fact bring new pains and new sorrows. After all, healing oftenContinue reading “Calling All Ancestors Sleeping in the Past”

Luck

Three short stories of Luck, one of the least and greatest invisible entities that earthlings know and often believe in. (And, in service of the short bursts of LUCK, some long thoughts and related personal history.) First, a few definitions. My father and mother gave me, upon my graduation from College, an OED (Oxford EnglishContinue reading “Luck”

I saw the Light, I saw the Light

I woke up this morning after a night of research into my own options for Affordable Health Care. My options are not affordable, not healthy, and there is no one who cares. However, I discovered a fascinating call from my old friend Jesus on the journey of discovery. There are some Christian organizations offering aContinue reading “I saw the Light, I saw the Light”

Cool Names for Folks in the MOVIE

FYI, you very few fans. We are making a movie After What Is Erotic Documentary. Ideas welcome HERE. WORDS WITH FRIENDS, a great source of WORDS Arturis (is not a word), writes like a hero Dixits (a statement) witty and pretty Mortimer (always shows up at an awkward or bad time) Related articles 6 greatContinue reading “Cool Names for Folks in the MOVIE”

Black Water Dragon, but first, the History of PEACE

NOTES TO SELF This post is very rough. Just gathering some ideas for a future theatrical project. But, read on if you are interested in some factoids about time. Western Time Origin Story In my study of time and time travel, today I am collecting information from the east and from the west. First, inContinue reading “Black Water Dragon, but first, the History of PEACE”

Sunset Mist Memorials

At 4:20 this morning I am missing my mom and my sisters. Our family Christmas eve dinner and phone calls whisked by too fast, and our annual McNamee Girls shopping trip to the city was also over too soon. Pictures flash through my mind’s eye; Maureen with a big bag of recently discovered extra presentsContinue reading “Sunset Mist Memorials”