A Feeling of Dread

Only one (1) more day can I wake up with the comforting thought, “Obama is still my President.” On Saturday morning I will not be able to think that, and that thought alone makes my chest grow tight and breathing becomes difficult.

I believe in the power of energy, words and thought so I try to keep my thoughts, my words and my energy positive and upbeat. I try to concentrate on all the beauty in this world, on all the wonderful people there are here (and by here I mean all around the globe).

Then I open my email and receive this: Continue reading

Shabby Practice

Welcome 2017!

Happy New Year! A new year. Another year. An uncertain year perhaps…but isn’t every future uncertain?

The blog I began a year ago, this blog, did not see me every week as I had planned. My writing practice went by the wayside thus this post title. I promise to do Continue reading