Empty Shoes

An empty pair of shoes sat neatly by the door. Coats hung on the rack. Everything is just as it was left but nothing is the same. A favorite pair of jeans or leather-bound notebook remnants of the person who wore and held them last. Upon first glance, everything seems as it was, but silenceContinue reading “Empty Shoes”

Hometown Beauty

Taken well below the peak of my parents home. Her view is even more breathtaking. Sunsets there rival any I have seen glorified and publicized over the years. I never realized how special it was to see those sunsets every afternoon. The sunrise is nothing to sneeze at either. From her house the foggy morningsContinue reading “Hometown Beauty”

Forged In Fire

From madness, greatness emerges. Chaos heats us up making us malleable and the tools of life, whether happiness or stress, or sadness reshape us. Shifting parts of us previously unused or used less into more functioning pieces. Hardships can be a place a to rebuild, tearing down old foundations and hasty building to make wayContinue reading “Forged In Fire”

Mountain Magic

I was sleeping well until a neighbor let their dog out and it had a close encounter with a skunk. The open bedroom window meant for fresh air became not so fresh. It’s getting that time of year where the evening breeze is just the right amount of cool. I love the fresh air, IContinue reading “Mountain Magic”

A cautionary tale of…Stop That You Are Gonna Get Possessed, OOps Too Late

This should go without saying but like so many things in life, people don’t listen. OUIJA BOARDS are not toys. Oh, sure, they are marketed as toys but they are not in fact toys. They are tools that require a tremendous amount of understanding to use and even then they are risky. Likewise for spellContinue reading “A cautionary tale of…Stop That You Are Gonna Get Possessed, OOps Too Late”

Sadness and Hope

I don’t know if everyone’s heartache feels the same, I am sure it varies. There are times it feels as if every breath that fills the lungs are painful. As if breathing is a chore. The relentless, heavyweight crushing down on your rib cage threatening to crush the bones that cage the broken thing beneathContinue reading “Sadness and Hope”

The In- between

What gives it is kind of crickets paranormal-wise. Most of last uear was extra active and the first half of this year. I wonder if it in part had to do with the fact we had such a large volume of people passing away all at the same time worldwide. Perhaps there is a systemContinue reading “The In- between”


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