What is this life if we don't wander to find ourselves?
It's coming. My 39th birthday. For my 39th year of life, I wanted to form a #39List of 39 things I want to do before I turn 40. Of course, all these have to be within reason...I don't have unlimited funds to go travel the world. I've worked off and on with the list, adding, subtracting... Continue Reading →
So, I had a great session with a great group of college students early this evening. If you're reading this, you guys/gals were an awesome audience! But it must be a law or something that says you must have computer woes before a session. I got to the hotel nice and early so I could... Continue Reading →
Meditation woes.
I was having significant problems sleeping last night so I tried this app on my Kindle. I love guided Meditation so I was excited to try this app I found. So I settled in, headphones on, trying to drown out the dog snores. Breathe deeply. Got it. Imagine an ocean. Fantastic. I could almost feel the... Continue Reading →
So I have a confession to make. Here goes. I am a photo hoarder. I was looking in an application I use to back up my photos and I was shocked: in a little over two years I've acquired 10,898 photos. That's 3,979 photos in 2013; 5,613 photos in 2014 and so far, in 2015,... Continue Reading →
I spent this past weekend in Eureka Springs and I learned some valuable lessons — the main one being this: so much passes us by when we aren't looking, aren't paying attention and aren't participating in life right in front of us. It was this sunset that taught me that lesson. This beautiful display of... Continue Reading →
Recently I was out driving around near where I live hoping to find the perfect night prairie fire to photograph. It's a yearly ritual those of us who live in or around the prairie have become familiar with — the annual prescribed burning season. Old growth is burned to give way to new growth, controlled evasive... Continue Reading →
On the way to Topeka Friday evening, I was driving up Burlingame Road and I saw a cattle feed lot. Several cattle were standing on a dirt pile as if to say "I'm the king (or queen) of the dirt pile." Cattle and I go way back. I have several stories to tell of my... Continue Reading →
Last night as I was writing in my journal, I wrote a hard (and necessary) truth. "I — and I alone — am responsible for my emotions. I am responsible for my own happiness. I am responsible for how I react to situations. The choice to have a good day or a bad day is... Continue Reading →
He looked like something out of a horror show. By this time, I was laughing so hard at my unintentional axe-murderer snowman.
The Wandering Pigeon 