On the Outside Looking In

Perhaps a chameleon, perhaps a fraud, either way, I’m on the outside looking in.  The way I felt when my mother slammed the back door tightly shut and told me to stay out.  There was a definitive inside and a…

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Art School Afternoon

The chill of yesterday has given way to a delicious warmth as I sit on this roughhewn pine bench, chalky crushed stone beneath my feet, on the grounds of the Provincetown Art Association Museum. Waiting for art class to begin,…

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The Truth Will Set You Free?

The peaceful quiet of an ordinary morning was about to shatter, a dark family secret revealed with one phone call. Will the truth really set you free?  Will the truth add another crushing layer of unexplainable pain and horror to…

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I Saw Him

I Saw Him

The crystal blue of his eyes pierced me, and I saw him.  I saw the man who is homeless beneath the gnarly mass of unshaven beard, the man underneath the tangle of unshorn hair left to grow without resolution.  I…

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Books and Row Boats

I love books. Like an old friend or your favorite flannel-lined slippers, there is a comfort, a knowing. I return to my bookshelves frequently to pause, and pull a trusted friend from the stacks, revisiting the pages that transformed me…

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No More Lies

The rising sun has yet to beat me to the coffee pot, and the sacred hush of predawn solitude is my nourishment this morning.  The deafening quiet allows my creative spirit to rise from her slumber.  My feet are not…

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I See You

You hide in plain sight my friend, but I see you.  I see you in all of your splendor and all of your heartache.  What unspeakable horrors occurred in your young life that has filled you with such paralyzing fear…

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Welcome To The Dance

The Saturday mornings of my youth were spent dancing to the funky rhythms with the Soul Train gang, and wishing I was black. It was 1971, I was fourteen, and as Soul Train made it’s television debut, R & B…

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Write As Though My Life Depends On It

The simple words of a quote written on archival paper brought forth a rush of longing and peaceful insight. “Work to become not to acquire”. Bursting forth the seedlings of understanding and revelation, our trip to Buffalo to visit our…

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Encounter With God

The morning started just as any other.  Who could have known that in just a few short hours I would have an encounter that would set me on a path for life and alter my destiny forever?  As all others…

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