Courtesy in Three Words

“On your left!” This is a common courtesy shout-out that bicyclists are supposed to give others on the trail system rather than silently passing and scaring the crap out of the person or persons walking or biking on the right. I’ve already noticed that this courtesy has been in short supply as the weather has turned warmer. I’m not sure if bikers are embarrassed to say those three words, if they don’t know they are supposed to say those threeRead more

When I Stop

When I stop in the middle of God I am present in the silence of the wind whispering an angel’s breath swirling in and out of crimson and golden maple I hear His creatures Whistling, chirping, rustling across branches on earth’s floor I feel His blessing Peace, tranquility I understand the grandeur of His beautiful, magnificent creation When I stop here in the middle two eyes well with gratitude for breath, life and two legs I give thanks stay silentRead more

Pavlov’s Dog at the Microwave

“Only by observing this condition would the results of our work be regarded as fully conclusive and as having elucidated (explained) the normal course of the phenomena.” ~Ivan Pavlov~ I turned into Pavlov’s dog last week. In an attempt to heat up a mug of lukewarm coffee at work, I inserted said mug of liquid lusciousness into the microwave. Then I pressed a button. There was no beep. I pressed another button. Still no beep. Well, is this thing working?Read more

Silence

“In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.”  ~Robert Lynd~ I’m as silent as I can be watching birds in a nearby tree So close and so near I can’t reach, though, I fear They delight in loudly mocking me I’m as still as I can be watching those damn birds flee I haven’t moved an inch At the window’s fringe I shall have one soon, I decree I’m no longer patient, youRead more

A Letter to Charlie

Dear Charlie, It’s hard, isn’t it? I saw you wipe away the tears today and it broke my heart. I wanted to get up from my chair and give you a hug…but I barely know you. Instead, I remained silent and still. Your wife, Margie, has aphasia and it must be so difficult when you don’t understand her. She has attempted to “talk” to me several times, usually with a smile, and I simply nod and smile back. I haveRead more

Silent White

It starts with one flake One flake becomes two Two flakes are suddenly a hundred, then a thousand, then ten thousand It silently adds First in inches, then in feet Snow falls and we do not hear It is soft, wet, filled with a hush But snow knows how to add On top of vehicles Flakes silently coat No one is inside to speak or turn the key The snow coats the ground with a mute “hello” And brings aRead more