Back from a short trip to Arkansas and trying to decide my next step. More travel? Writing a short book? Going out of my mind for lack of physical intimacy? Perhaps I should apologize to anyone who thought this blog was going to be all “zen”….full of peace, harmony, meditation. Mostly, it’s about expansion….stepping outContinue reading “Call me crazy if you want…”
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Not a point to this…
Sometimes, words flow. Sometimes, they don’t. Sometimes, I don’t get to finish a thought due to time constraints. Sometimes, I get caught up in the editing. Sometimes, I drive even myself crazy with the analyzation of the human psyche. All of this has been the case for me the past two weeks or so. IContinue reading “Not a point to this…”
Little Gloria…
In 2021, I sold a 38-foot school bus and (with the proceeds) bought a home-built square-drop camper. It wasn’t too cozy at first, but I had a vision…. and completely transformed the interior. I also added bigger tires and a few decals on the exterior, but the trailer never really made it out of IowaContinue reading “Little Gloria…”
Different moments await…
At age 20, I would have never slept in my car in a department store parking lot. At age 50, the story is different…..and hence, the reason I find myself camping at a Grand Junction, Colorado Walmart on a Monday night. Granted, I tried to stop at a campground about 10 miles out of town.Continue reading “Different moments await…”
The start of something great…
The road can be good for clearing the mind and I am no stranger to taking a drive…..short or long. However, heading west from St. Louis yesterday, I didn’t feel the freedom and sense of adventure that often comes from travel. Music didn’t move me as much in the car, either. I’m not sure why,Continue reading “The start of something great…”
I am…you
Imagine for a minute….that my soul is yours and everything I experience is, therefore, your experience. I am, essentially, an extension of you. I am your eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and hands. Every breathe I take is yours and you feel every beat of my heart. What do you wish for me? What do IContinue reading “I am…you”
Two weeks in glorious hell and back…
Two weeks ago, I was spending my last days in a cheap smelly Michigan motel room looking forward to the conclusion of one of the most growth-inducing experiences of my life. A little over a week before that, I was sitting alone in the same room wondering what happened. I had left my friends’ houseContinue reading “Two weeks in glorious hell and back…”
Jeanie Unbottled 