We all come into life as bubbling, giggling bundles of joy and possibility.
Then life happens.
That giggly bundle of joy is still us.
Just covered over with regrets, disappointments, revenges, hurts and pains.
Giggling bundles of joy.
You, me and them.
I can’t dance. I’ve never been able to dance. Well, sometimes I thought I could and would try to dance when I […]
Patti and I are sitting by the pool at Terranea resort on a “staycation’ for the day. We […]
I attended a Tibetan Buddhist Workshop on Death and Dying. This was facilitated by Murshida (movewithmurshida.com) at a retreat center in […]
This is a letter to Annie Jacobson, Investigative Journalist best-selling author of Area 51, The Pentagon’s Brain and other works: Dear Annie, […]
