As the days in October ended, the whisper of the wind was cold. The sky shifted from bright shades of blue to ominous grays. The harvest moon sits with passion high on the horizon. Some nights, the moon shines a radiant silver; others, it’s a deep, dark, eerie orange. I…

Sitting in the dark is just a way of isolating myself from the world. Darkness is relaxed and comfortable. She caresses me with her black velvet touch. I am happy here. Content. Not alone. Silence is the absence of noise clutter. A shallow murmur of nothingness rings in my ears…

People often say they won’t live in an old house because they fear the energy left behind. People say that spirits influence them and cause them pain. They prefer newer houses because they believe no ghosts of the dead are in newer homes. Consider how many times the earth has…

They say you’re not supposed to talk about what you did to get yourself here. Most of us don’t; the young dumb ones brag and seem proud of their darkness. It looks like they are begging for approval or attention for their actions. It’s everything in my power not to…

I live with two senior cats and an elderly dog. I don’t know about you; I am close to my furry friends. Not that connection that is all lovey-dovey or for display, but a deep connection. I gaze into their eyes and feel they want to talk to me. …

The struggle of being human is you can’t be in more than one place at a time. I have more than one place I want to be. I want to be at my friend’s side to put my arm around her and let her cry. Let her shed every mournful…

I am the adoptee of two cats, and I love them dearly. They each have different personalities. Belle believes my purpose in life is to cater to her and avoid sharing the air she breathes. Alright, you furry brat, take your toys and shove ‘em. My second cat, Theo, is…

Some situations are complicated and hysterical such as my recent visit to the emergency room. I was rushed to the hospital as I collapsed at work. I slowly opened my eyes and noticed an IV in my forearm. I weakly looked around me. I was in a large room with…

It’s hard to believe how quickly time passes. It speeds up as we mature. I’ve gotten to a point when I say, “I wish tomorrow would get here faster,” and instantly regret saying it. It’s natural to wish for time to move faster when facing fear, anger, and sadness. …