Let the fire inside you burn.
I’m having a fun time with this new series. The possibilities are endless, and I think of new things every day. I’ve recycled some older pieces for today’s Everything Red. The red abstract is from many moons ago, and the shadowy aesthete is my youngest son—posing in a photo I took over a decade ago, at an art museum.
What do you see?
Everyone knows what dreams are, but I wanted to find a more personal way to describe them. Not the dreams we have when we’re asleep; the dreams we dream when we’re awake. I poked around google and found exactly what I was searching for:
A synonym for dream is HOPE.
A wish, like a dream Is only the beginning The challenge comes next Prepare for the fight Fear […]
I don’t know if anyone else ever falls into this trap, but I constantly find myself trying to […]
My dreams are vivid, they’re bold and alive.
The colors run deep, as they spin and they jive.
Often they fade, to black, and to white,
Others appear in magnificent light.
Sometimes in shadows, or a dark silhouette,
They wait as I cling to the fear of regret.
One dream can splinter, into two, even three,
I’ll never stop dreaming of all I can be.
Well, I never made it outside yesterday (Boooo). Honestly… it is freaking COLD here! Not as cold as […]
Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for? Robert Browning
But there’s a “Me” in Mentor. First of all, I wanted to share at least one of my […]
A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams. -John Barrymore I found this quote […]
Devote yourself to an idea. Go make it happen. Struggle on it. Overcome your fears. Don’t you forget: […]
Sometimes I look in the mirror and say… “where did my personality go?!?” Well… maybe I don’t look in […]
A house is made of bricks and beams. A home is made of hopes and dreams.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly. Langston Hughes […]
The music begins as I close my eyes. I feel the wind, as the curtains rise. To my partners arms, […]
I’m sharing someone else’s words today. “An old silent pond. Into the pond a frog jumps. Splash! Silence […]
So, I was reminded of something while reading a fellow blogger’s post (thank you Rob) this morning. It’s something […]
This started with a water feature that we saw at the Museum of Art, in Phoenix. The tree made me think […]
