Bubba Grew Up, Amen.

I’ve been working on another entry lately, spending the past few nights near the water, before bed, turning over big deep metaphors, trying to communicate the wisdom of hindsight, having made it out of the deep Dark Night of The Soul. But really, I’ve just gotta say: Amen. I breathe now to center myself. Big, … Continue reading Bubba Grew Up, Amen.

Another Day

Another day. Another joyous, glorious day. I no longer have to ask myself if I’m doing it right. For I am living in accordance with my nature, in harmony with life: as the bird sings, so too, I sing. I was almost perfect today, save a creeping weakness or two. I sent a fool-hearted text … Continue reading Another Day