Keri-lee Griffiths
Photo by Pixabay from Pexels There’s an empty glass sitting on a table, and someone walks over with a jug of water. They start to pour the water, and we sit there, transfixed. We watch the clear liquid cascade out of the jug like a waterfall in miniature. Water hits the bottom of the glass. It splashes, almost... Continue Reading →
Photo By Joel Filipe on unsplash.com I read a quote that said something like, and I’m paraphrasing, a skeptic would ask God for their identification. I’m sure this person was trying to make a very insightful point, or simply aiming for pithy or piety. There’s a place for that, I guess. Who am I to... Continue Reading →
Photo by Niklas Kickl on Unsplash.com “Real courage is when you know you’re licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.” — To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee There’s absolutely no reason to put a single word on a single sheet of paper. There’s even less reason to... Continue Reading →
Photo by Mike Erskine on Unsplash.com I ask not for a lighter burden, but for broader shoulders. — Jewish Proverb Um, if I’m being honest, I wouldn’t mind a lighter burden. If my shoulders get any broader, the hip to shoulder ratio will be way off. I’m going to get too top-heavy and topple over.... Continue Reading →
Photo by Jeremy Thomas on Unsplash.com Time. A swirling vortex of mass, substance, and neon luminescent gas. Ever-changing, evolving, turning itself inside and out. A chameleon and a con man. The good guy and the villain. The hero and the arch-nemesis. All-consuming and apathetic. It is everything and it is nothing at all. An illusion.... Continue Reading →
Photo by Andrew Neel from Pexels “Life has to be given a meaning because of the obvious fact that it has no meaning.” ― Henry Miller I’ve been stuck in a time loop for a few weeks so maybe this is coming from a place of madness, loneliness, or too much alone time with my demons. Isolated in... Continue Reading →
Photo by Marcus dePaula on Unsplash.com Words are hard. That’s it, that’s all I wanted to say so, good night. I should probably write more than fourteen words, right? Oo, look at that, I’m at twenty-three…No Thirty. Can I just fill up this entire post with a running word count? Has anyone done that? If... Continue Reading →
Photo by Francesco Ungaro from Pexels “I remember a friend many years ago who had taped a sign to his refrigerator: There's a dream dreaming us. If you try to think about what that means it makes your mind silly, but that silliness is good.” ― Natalie Goldberg, Wild Mind: Living the Writer's Life I’ve often wondered if... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Cripple 