Happiness is …

an iced decaf latte

warm sunshine

a pups smile


Wen hair (no, really, it is)

new beginnings

loving my body

sweet – juicy – organic pears

a long walk  …

(for starters)

Life is lovely.

Future moments …

I am self-satisfied!

I awoke this morning to a feeling of utter accomplishment

and happiness.

Not just the ordinary, something good happened, kind of happy.

Instead, a feeling that comes only from loving oneself and the understanding that

you’re on the right path.

There’s something jubilant that bubbles up from the soul.

It effervesces and attempts to escape through my pores.

A delightful excitement about the future – a knowing that one’s life is about

to burst open with flavor,  like a crackling pop rock on the tongue.

Happy …

Seeing the light …

“The eye sees only what the mind is prepared to comprehend.”

Henri Bergson


Never was there a truer statement. 

It’s funny how things can literally be right in front of our faces and  yet we are  still unable to recognize what we are seeing or experiencing.

I suppose it’s natures way of shielding us from the objectionable until we’re ready for the truth.

Life is odd.

That is my deep epiphany of the day.

Finally my eyes are wide open and yet I feel nothing. 

Nothing but cold hands and a somewhat existential feeling of detachment.

I have come to realize that I am not the enemy.

Nor am I a traitor.

What I am and have been is true. 

True to myself.

True to my heart.

True to affection and deep emotion.

All of these things make me:






And, most of all, loving.

 I have floated on a self-made river of liquid salt.   

But now I gaze upon its beauty from a vantage point upon the shore.

I am found.




Connections are soulful.

They are formed the moment that two souls realize they share a bond, whether it’s from the past or present.

I believe that small connections are made daily and that these small moments shape our minutes, hours, days and lives.  Yet we just don’t realize it at the time. 

Our  days are filled with noise, commotion, deadlines, stress and other mundane issues that insist on our attention.  So who has the time to truly see the infinitesimal moments that help to create the energy of who we are.

Then there are the larger connections,  the ones that we immediately realize will profoundly affect us in some way. 

These connections are fraught with electrical currents that run from one person to another.  Which, for reasons unknown, bring us unconsciously together as if  we’re being guided by an invisible magnet.

Walls are slowly lowered.

Lives are spoken of.

Secrets are revealed and emotions shared. 

There are mental, spiritual, sexual and metaphysical bonds that are possible with others. 

But what happens when these different aspects are present at once?  What does it mean? 

I once loved a man so deeply that I truly knew his thoughts or at least felt them.  I was aware of his needs without him ever verbalizing them.  I knew his presence from afar, even if my back was towards him. I could feel him and it (his energy) would cause me to momentarily stop breathing. 

 I simply knew…

When he touched me, the entire world fell away and all I felt was a floating, warm sensation that enveloped me. 

I would melt.

His voice.

His breath.

His scent.

His touch.

It’s all I knew. 

And I was happy to know only these things.  For somewhere inside I knew the beauty that we possessed.  A deep soul moving connection.

Is it possible to find it again?

Or are we destined to love only one person this way in our lifetime? 

Are our souls meant to wander this life hoping to collide with a known energy?

Should we settle for something that is less than soul-stirring to feed other desires?

Or are we better off simply living our lives on our own?