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We were having SO much fun!

We were having SO much fun! And then Funk killed it. I recently visited my Aunt Jan and Uncle Carl—the last of my elder relatives. We met at a restaurant and then followed their son’s car back to the Airbnb where they were staying. The bonfire pit in the backyard called to my cousin Chris […]

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Unnecessary meanness

Unnecessary meanness. Born, I believe, of the great change that’s taking place on the planet. The paradigm shift. That’s bringing with it all the intensity, fear and violence that occurred in the 60s—the last time the collective underwent a revolution. At 63 years old, I’ve learned a few things about myself. I am introspective, sensitive, […]

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Weird-ass sign

Weird-ass sign. The notice was posted on the wall to the left of the toilet, “Please refrain from flushing feminine products, personal/baby wipes, or other foreign objects down toilets.” Upon the first read, the sign seemed innocuous enough. Who wants to pay money to fix a clogged toilet? But each time I read it, the […]

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Camping in a hurricane

Camping in a hurricane. Our trip to Maine was planned last Spring, long before there was a glimmer of the hurricane to come that August. My friends of 50 years—who basically have the same personalities dating back to when I was 12 years old—decided to proceed with the trip anyways. I mean, die here, die […]

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My Kansas City home, in full Springtime fancy!

My Kansas City home, in full Springtime fancy! The only reason we gave up our gorgeous home is because Mayor Funk was run out of town. That’s what happens when the other 99% get themselves elected and begin tying the hands of the wealthy few. Book 3 in the C’mon Funk series will be a […]

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Grief can turn into poison

Grief can turn into poison. “We grieve the loves we’ve lost. We grieve our abilities vanishing through age. We grieve our children leaving home. We grieve the paths we didn’t walk. We grieve the family we never had. [We grieve what could’ve been.] In our culture, we are deeply unskilled with grief. It can feel […]

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She slipped her hand in mine

She slipped her hand in mine On my left I looked down To innocence That face Sun-filled Smiling up at me I died to be living Couldn’t resist but bend, pull her into my side To laugh While hugging her And kissing her on the forehead Thrilled Her being That slight hand embraced with mine […]

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Crowing comes from the rooster

Crowing comes from the rooster Morning comes from God. I wish I said that. But I didn’t. That’s Shams Tabriz’s astuteness. I recently discovered Rumi—that bigness brought to me by spiritual helper and new friend—and so it is apropos that Shams is Rumi’s friend. Coleman Barks’ Soul Fury, says, “Love, together with kindness … are […]

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