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The Writing Cure

The Writing Cure

“So what do you do?” the brash young gentleman on my right inquired.

“I am a writer,” I responded

“Do you write every day?”

“Yes, I write most days. I am not an author per say; I am learning the craft of writing.”

“10,000 hours” Bruce Lee comments in my mind

Ten thousand hours of practice to master any art. At my age, 55, writing has become one of my purposes as I journey thru life’s gate into the last third of my life.

“What are you writing” the next question popped from the mouth of a neighboring dinner guest. (more…)

30 day Meditation, Dissociation, Calming the River Lethe

30 day Meditation, Dissociation, Calming the River Lethe

“No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time.”
Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

So I began my 30-day meditation challenge. Not as a challenge, as an adventure. I have tried meditating before and failed miserably at it. To me meditation was 5 to 10 minutes of dreadful rumination wandering the grey dusty recesses of my mind. I ruminate enough in life without setting time aside to do so, or so I thought. (more…)

Soul Runner… Feeling Anxiety? Get Out and Run!

Soul Runner… Feeling Anxiety? Get Out and Run!

I opened the door and stepped into the beautiful warm, breezy San Diego day. I headed down the street with the joyful wonder I experience when I take off on one of my adventures. I turned up the street towards Sunset Cliffs with anticipatory freedom of running along the magnificent crumbly cliffs.   (more…)

Depression and Suicidal Impulses

Depression and Suicidal Impulses

I looked at the beauty all around and I felt at peace.   The blue ripples of the glacier lake lapping at the shore.   My feet dangling over the moss-covered rock, the cold water tickling my toes, I inhaled a crisp airy breath.   My newly acquired bear gun, a 45 pistol, lay next to me. The impulses to pick up the gun, put it to my head, and pull the trigger increased as the darker side of me whispered that no one would really care. (more…)

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