Circumspecte

For the past two or so days I have been trying to recollect 2012. To remember what happened. I know there were highs and lows, but for some reason those peaks and valleys weren't as defined as those of latter years. How could I live through 2012 but not remember it in great detail? Did it really fly by that fast? Well. You know how you try to untangle a knot and it takes that one string to have everything tumbling forth? That happened this evening. Exactly a year ago today I sat in an apartment in Bologna, Italy with my Italian and Russian friends as we waited for 2012 to roll in. Over a dish of shrimp rice and plantain and beans we shared our thoughts on how 2011 had gone as well as our hopes for 2012. But that's not all. We took it a step further, each writing on separate sheets what we would "leave behind" in 2011 and what we would "birth" into 2012. Tonight we're not together. My Russian friend is recovering from cancer in Chicago, my Italian f...

[Originally written and published on July 11, 2009.]  So, I was walking by this morning, and a single feather floated right before my face>> leading to this lil short story, or as I call it, a "rhyming tale". For me, it just means using what talents, skills, resources etc we have at any given time...and being willing to take a chance. Enjoy!  -------------------------- -------------------------- ----- Once upon a time, there lived a single feather A simple single feather, on the back of an ordinary hen But while this single feather looked no different from the next It was this single feather that showed what it meant to be blessed When landlady hen went a-peckin', single feather soon learned That there was something called motion, and the wind could be his friend He went round a-asking, about how he could connect But all the other feathers told him not to be inept "All you are good for, is to stay on with landlady hen" Yet simple single feat...