Continually I am asked by the ones that are closest to me, “Are you fine?”  “What is the matter?” “No I don’t think that is the reason, so what is it?”  If I try to answer the first two questions, most likely I receive the third question in response to my answer. This brings me to a point in my life where I ask a question, “Why is it when I say what is the problem, I am told that my reason is justified and that I don’t understand the situ... Read Full Story

This post is warmly dedicated to Shadowlands and Tauna to each I send much love……… In my own way I am very determined to make my new path so that when I step within my Crepusculum,  I will be able to breathe a sigh and say, “You made It–You made it Your Way!!!”  And when I say that. I want to be able to jump, to wave, to sing, to laugh joyously, to know that at that moment I am happy and that I will continue to make my days happy.  Nor will I feel sad tha... Read Full Story

After writing a post for the first time in a few months, I returned today to begin a new one.  I noticed I had an incredible amount of comments and decided I must attend to them.  Before I stopped writing, occasionally I got a comment from Poland or Russia.    There weren’t too many, but it made me happy someone from far away had take the time to read and to leave a word to me. Today I realized that nearly forty comments were from a contingent in Russia.  I translated many of their resp... Read Full Story

It has been many months since I have come to share my thoughts with my readers.  I doubt that many of you are left, but possibly you will see this post and wonder, “Is it true–did he write!”  Yes, it is time to write, it is time to use Crepusculum once more to help me sort out my thoughts, particularly those centered upon this state of life that I am in.  No I did not make a mistake, I believe I am with in a very strange state where my life is experiencing not all things tha... Read Full Story

It has been a dry period for me, where I can write about something prolific.  My mind might think of something, but rarely could I call it stuff that is special!!  Writing about the human twilight and beyond can become a little boring unless you do a lot of research or are incredibly creative. Today I am not creative.  When the mail arrived I complacently looked through the envelopes and there it was, a little teeny golden egg, that maybe if I played my cards right I could write and enlarge u... Read Full Story

  “The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life.  Attitude, to me, is more important than facts.  It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think, say, or do.  It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill.  It will make or break a company… a church… a home.  The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for th... Read Full Story

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I am sitting in the dark as it wraps around me, except  I am not at home, I am in our apartment in Phoenix.  I can turn on the lights, but my old habit of writing in the dark lets me think better and as I sit here I can put on earphones and listen to my music and feel comfortable.  I think that everyone has their unique  place they go to that triggers thought.    Each morning I arise very early, before the thought of dawn and I go to the computer to write and catch up on my emails. Habits, su... Read Full Story

The inspiration for my poem was given to me by Shadowlands.  This afternoon I knew I had a poem ready to be placed in print.  If I ignore the signal I never rest and so I come to the computer to let the mind form the words and my fingers bring the words to the screen.  Shadowlands thank you for the inspiration……I think that this poem speaks for both of us.  I dedicate this poem to you. For those that have not been where I am, the ones who sometimes look at me in fear, will never ... Read Full Story

Yesterday, Shadowlands not only gave me awards, but described my blogs in the most complimentary way.  During the time before my Mother died I had received a couple of other awards.  At that time, my days and nights were clouded and I didn’t always have the time to acknowledgement the kindness shown me. The awards are very much appreciated, but even more important are the people who gave them to me.  Your responses to what I write allow me to know I am not alone in the world of grief or... Read Full Story