Imagine

The times we live in seem so unsure. It's easy to lose hope. I remember growing up in the Reagan era, and the fear that swept the nation over nuclear was minimal but was there none the less. It wasn't even a new fear. It was revisited from the generation before, and the generation before…

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Morning Thoughts on Self Forgiveness

I’m sitting here in Medford Oregon looking out my window as the sun rises on Mount McLoughlin. I can’t help to think about how different my life is, and how different I feel. Forgiving myself was the best decision I’ve ever made. I’m healthier both mentally and physically. I have a partner, Carrie, that is…

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On writers block…

Yeah, it’s happened.  I miss my kids. I miss my vision of what I thought everything is and by fault but my own brain I feel alone a lot. It’s not because I’m alone or lonely. It’s the writers block. When I can’t write I feel alone. It’s not Carrie for those wondering. Even though…

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10 Tips for the Autistic Teen

autism

Growing up with autism I have a lifetime of mishaps and mistakes that I wouldn’t want anyone growing up with autism to make. Now that I have a teen with autism I find that I watch him and see myself in so much he does. He’s obsessed with skateboarding and the skateboarding industry. When he…

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#YouTube question time 

If you found out that you only had a week to live what would you do? Would you change anything? I’ll read the answers in an upcoming YouTube video. 

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Van Gogh

If I could live with you anywhere Forever I’d live inside of a painting Van Gogh There is no real truth in his colors There are no lies in his setting Love and light dance inside of his art As you will always dance in my heart Under starry nights swirling in my mind Taking…

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#vlog on #youtube

Listen to me talk in circles and talk about touching you. Wait, what? It’s not quite what it seems, I promise. It’s my first vlog. A lot of readers have been asking me to post a weekly vlog, so I’ll try.

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poem, poetry, poet, photography, photographer

I live in a dark place A place where I have no voice and all the base has been taken out of the music I only hear the drums beating in the back of my head Keeping me awake Night after night The clock ticking tick tock tick tock I want to wake up but…

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