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Erin Go Bragh !
Happy St Patrick’s Day. Make sure you share from your pot 0’gold today. Maybe you can dance a wee jig like a leprechaun and enjoy a dram or pint to celebrate (as if we need a reason). Wear some green...
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Just Say It
It might sound crazy. It may be risky. It is likely outside the container. But if you have an idea to move the marker towards the goal “just say it”. I have, after considerable anxiety, blurted out...
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Regeneration and New Beginnings
After a day of birthday celebrations and Earth Hour festivities, I am ready to kickstart the new year. Spring has sprung and some seeds have been planted (both literally and metaphorically). Where I...
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Did I Hear What You Heard?
We have a conflict brewing between a social agency and a community that will likely end up in the courts after four years of engagement. The Director of the agency said” It is amazing how many times...
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Am I Human?
A post by The Bloggess on Captcha and the need to fill in numbers, symbols and words that are indiscernible at least 50% of the time sent me on a wild brain chase about weird tests we are subjected...
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Giving Back
This post is about an organization I am supporting and a request for you to support them too. A couple of weeks ago I attended 100 Men Who Give a Damn and present The Doorway to the group. The process...
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Start a Prototype
Today – right now begin planning and rolling out a pilot. Something new and maybe a bit weird but still remarkably creative is waiting for your permission to release it. It will be interesting and...
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Good
Yesterday, I heard the word good used at least four different ways. It was Good Friday in the Christian calendar and we attended a service. It got me thinking about what is so good about the day that...
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Work That into a Sentence
Growing up the word Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious was popular, if inane, because of the movie Mary :Poppins. Julie Andrews created a lyrical way of remembering the order and it was hear on...
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Too Busy?
Are people really too busy to show that they care? Are you? Caring as an idea without action is an empty promise. Pick something that you care about and begin to act with kindness, generousity and...
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Inconclusive
What are you sure about? What facts do you hold to be absolute? Are facts something other than a conjecture that has passed some burden of proof, today? What if the burden changes tomorrow and the...
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Politics
What is happening to democracy? What is driving the response to fear mongering and scapegoating? Why are caring, rational people lining up to see their tiny and biased agendas served? Has the ‘system’...
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Draw a Line and Move It.
April 1, 2016 – a day that could live in the annals of great restructuring. The beginning of a new month, a new quarter, with the assurance (maybe naïve) that we have conquered another winter and...
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Chapter One
This week, I am posting excerpts from two novels I am reworking. Today’s is from “Overcome Again” 2012 Watching the crowd rush by, they both knew how blessed they were. Mavis had 3 healthy children,...
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Chapter 2
This week, I am posting excerpts from two novels I am reworking. Today’s is from “Overcome Again”. Tomorrow Chapter One from “Faded Recollections” Today – Mavis This was getting annoying. “Downright...
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A Knight’s Tale
Excerpt from a work in progress called ” Faded Recollections” After ten weeks in grade 4, I had figured out a pattern that made me popular or at least not unpopular. Patty and Diane didn’t reciprocate...
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Running Away
Chapter 2 in an ongoing project “Faded Recollections” At the beginning of grade 7 ,in 1966, my class moved to another school, not that far away but a world apart from what we knew. The reputation was...
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Running Toward
Chapter 3 in a work in progress “Faded Recollections” I could already run faster than all the kids my age, in short bursts of fifty yards and at distances over two miles. I ran everywhere, all the time...
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Twins
Installment 3 from work in progress ” Faded Recollections” I had heard about Froshing; the first Friday of a new school year where freshmen were hazed as part of a school sanctioned initiation. The...
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