Desensitization is a process where the reality of life is colored by the continued saturation of stressful actions, situations and surroundings. Wanting to survive this stress, we find a way to rationalize what we experience and to put it simply “make it normal” in our own little world. That is my own perception …
Random Thoughts Of Thankfulness…
Some thoughts on what I am thankful for....I have limited myself to those random thoughts that immediately flooded my head...the ones that rushed in as I opened the gates. They seemed most eager to express themselves...yet know there are many more unwritten that I have not pulled from my heart and painted with …
W A R
War...three little letters when put in a particular order become heavy in connotation and serious in responsibility. No longer a simple card game of my youth. Yet I fear we are becoming desensitized to this little word that means so much. How have we become so far removed from the battlefield when we watch the …
Just Not Black And White
If life were only painted with a thick sable brush using midnight black and winter white. Clearly showing us right from wrong with a broad stroke. But it isn’t. There are no clear lines just a blurry smudge of grey as we struggle to find our moral boundaries. I have come to accept …
The Spectacular Spider Web
Oh the intricate beauty of a spider web. That’s right. Have you ever taken the time to really examine this amazing creation. So delicate, a mere swipe of the hand destroys it- yet an unusual strength and tautness exist as well- until met with our disdain. Spider webs do not receive much regard …
The Price Of Empathy
I wear my emotions on my sleeve, all there for others to see- a designer label of sorts and every bit as expensive. But I am willing to pay the price. You see, my return is greater and worth the cost. I appreciate that I can freely cry tears of unabashed joy, painful …
Seeking Passion
The passions of life...for me evoked by the random sprinkling of crimson red leaves in the autumn landscape. When I gaze upon those tall timbered beauties I find my eyes searching for the fiery color like one seeking a friend through the crowd. When I come upon the bits of alluring carmine glow, …
Best Time Of The Week
The best time of my week is Friday night. My weekend is fully ahead of me (like saving the middle of an Oreo cookie) and the week is over.. The endless possibilities of how I fill my time- in front of me. I can really say that I appreciate these evening moments. Usually …
In The Name Of Progress
Simpler times...I long for them when life seems way too complicated. I look back with great fondness at life before computer chips and digital progress. Times filled with coiled phone cords and pretty stationary and the unforgettable smell of old books. I Love Lucy and sappy romance movies that bring genuine laughter …
A Fine Fall Day
Yesterday I took a wonderful, lazy walk into the woods behind our house. It was simply soothing to my soul and warm to my body. The sun peeked out from behind a cloud teasing me as I meandered past the corn fields and along a creek bed. The cool breeze sang in a …
My whispers in the wind - Charlsey Jane 