Our Growth Comes From Our Ability To Know When To Stand And When To Bend — I read a beautiful article by Maria Rattray and her love for Dr. Seuss — the article is here. I share her love for Dr. Seuss. I know for some adults, they are just silly children’s books. But, if you really read each book, it is far more than silly…

To Hold Isn’t About To Have Or To Own — The Piano Playing “She’s Always A Woman” New York City is a jungle for him. Grew up in Stillwater, Oklahoma, Sean was in awe at a grand piano in the middle of the park, playing his favorite song. Ah… Billy Joel!… “She hides like a child, but she’s always a woman to me. She can lead you…

An Expectation Without Certainty… — This piece is dedicated to my experience of waiting for that one phone call, “Dad is no longer here.” I am experiencing it now. …

The Safe Places I Hold On To — I love clouds! I’ve been stating it in a few of my articles. I can make many stories with clouds. The picture… do you see a dog and a mouse shaking hands? While the rabbit hop over them? And… wow! The phyton isn’t so nice to the mouse, is it…

A Force That Drives, Stops, Or Turns Us Around — The Invisible E Square “Please close the door on your way out,” Professor Whitney told Brian. Brian didn’t remember going through any entrance. He remembered passing the hallway, turning left in the corner, and there she was on her desk, Professor Whitney, the person he needed to see. …

A Story Of Hope And Oppression. Which One Wins? — The picture reminds me of when I had to wear the Javanese ethnic clothing. It was uncomfortable. Yet, there was a particular distinct pride when I wore it. I felt like my great-grandmother, who passed when I was 7, and the rest of the ancestors were walking with me. It…

The Mask We Put On, Too Damn Good That It Blends With Our Skin… Now What? — She tries on the red dress he bought her four years ago. It is a pleasant surprise that it still fits her perfectly. …

What We See, Often, Is Not What’s In Front Of Us — The moon isn’t golden tonight, It’s there, but the not bright and round golden moon. Does that make a difference? Do we take pictures? Do we remember? Or, do we look up and say, “It’s not a full moon tonight,” and let it be? We could feel the heat and…

Why Do We Pray? How Do We Pray? Does That Matter? — “Pray for me!” my dad requested every time his health went south. “ I only live once. Only have a couple more years. I can eat whatever I want to eat,” he proclaimed when his health seemed better. Question: “ How do I pray for someone like my dad?” Should…