June 13, 2012

are like pouring Dr. Pepper into an ice filled glass. You think you have a full amount, but in reality the ice takes up most of the room. My car’s right side mirror states, “objects in mirror are closer than they appear.” Tiny pictures forming one large portrait is another example. All around us are illusions. Movies, television, internet, radio, and newspapers are steadfast in their quest for mind and heart. Whether you win it at a casino or lose it with the fat burning miracle pill it is relentlessly searching for every one of us, feeding off our hopes and dreams.

I drive by signs on the highway sporting the dollar amounts of the next jackpot and think, my, what I could do with that. I think about getting a new hairstyle while envisioning myself as the age of the pretty hair model. It is nice to dream but I understand that my life is what it is. Yes, I still hope for the jackpot and I’ll still contemplate the hairstyle. As for the Dr. Pepper and ice, yeah I like a little illusion every now and then. Please pass the Lays!


June 5, 2012

it’s like I’m looking through a large picture window. I watch silently as others parade by through venues of family, work, worship, weddings, funerals, anniversaries, holidays, etc. repeating themselves year after year through the course of this life. I sit and watch  on some days. Other times I stand at a distance and look at those who are involved in the situation. On occasion, with nose pressed so close I can feel the warmth of my own breath, I stare into the scene, trying to see how all this is taking place and longing to be there to help me understand and have  connection.

The conclusion comes to me as I turn and walk away. It is a window for gazing; not to call out to, nor join myself within its framework. In the hall  I  stare at  my reflection in a mirror. In bed, my eyes close waiting for the night to give my mind rest. I have no part of  what is another’s. I have only what is mine.