Thiel #17

Thiel- You are loved. Indeed you are love itself. Consider an artist. They have a vision in their mind of what they see for their chosen medium. As their work progresses so does their vision become clearer and clearer. Read more...

The Three Hour Tour- Part Two

Saul Pender staggered to the rail as the storm-tossed passengers slowly got to their feet to join the others looking over the starboard side. "Where were they & what happened?" was the question on each person's mind. "Daisha, check on the passengers while I send a message on the radio," Darren requested as he looked at the bedraggled-looking people on the deck before getting to the helm.

The Three-Hour Tour: Part One

"Come on, Daisha! Why won't you marry me?" begs Darren as they pull away from the dock. He waited until they were going out to sea to bring up the subject. Daisha was known to walk away from personal confrontations in the past. He was taking no chances.

The Most Wonderful Game

Once upon a no-time in a no-place, there was, is and evermore a table. This table is large and has many chairs. All around this table and chairs are Masters of a Great Game. These Masters come forward and step back as needed to fill positions in the Great Game. In this Game, the ability to pretend is essential, for here in this no-place and no-time all is Love and Light. All is harmony and oneness.

The Bahamian Storyteller

She weaved her way through the vendors on the street with an effortless grace that belied her size. Her full softly swaying hips showed off her orange and blue floral cotton dress as she moved purposefully to The Straw Market to begin her day selling the woven baskets her family made...

My Early Education

“Pay attention, boy! Look at me when I'm talkin' to you,” Daddy said as he slapped the chair arm with the belt from his pants. “I don't wanna hear no more talk about going to school. You eat and sleep here so's now it's time you pull your weight.”

Choices and Limitations

I look at my life now and see twists and turns my journey has taken due to the choices I made along the way. There were times that I thought just to stop and not go further for the present was too painful. Then the road would open, and I could see a better tomorrow a little further up the path.

Storytelling

The tradition of storytelling has a long and illustrious history dating back from cavemen drawing on rocks and stone walls to portray news, warnings, or victories over obstacles all the way forward to video blogs and chat rooms on the internet. Everyone has a story.

The Saddle

“Papa. It is time to come in for la cena. Mama says hurry or los hijos will eat your portion.” Tomas watches his father as he wipes his hands on a rag. His padre is so slow. His brother and sister are hungry and waiting on him.

A Bit of Peace

“This piece looks good enough. I'll have Michael cut it to fit that frame I found at the church sale,” Bess said to herself as she scrambled down from the scrap wood pile out back of the house. “Yes. This will do just fine. A little scrubbin' and sandin' is all it needs.”