Tag: Heart

Stone Faced

The fullness of time for individuals brings me face-to-face with my mortality.  I cannot hide from it.  The reality is harsh, direct, ...

Dark Nights

Dark nights often give way to darker days.  I woke this morning, sensing the invitation to confront the fears, uncertainties, and ...

Drops

The skies were dull as the light emerged for the day.  It felt as though the heavens were worried about her ...

Signals

I woke craving an old-school South Indian breakfast of dosas, vadas, and filtered coffee. In my quest, I found a ...

Home

The small village had a residential section facing the beach. On a weekend afternoon, I expected to see kids outside ...

Old School

When I listen to vinyl records, everything involved is as analogue as possible.  Turntables are naturally that way.  With a two-tube pre-amp ...

Ink

There is a book waiting for my response.  It is a gift for a gift, one generation asking its predecessor to ...

Shapes

One can see far more than the person or thing ever intended to say.  Today, it was a natural leaf in ...

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