VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
February 5

"Show thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust in thee from those that rise up against them. Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,"
- Psalms 17:7 -

"One must have the adventurous daring to accept oneself as a bundle of possibilities and undertake the most interesting game in the world – making the most of one's best."
- Harry Emerson Fosdick -


Sometimes I think of yous and I wonder how much life has changed since we last spoke, for me nothing much but for you I'm certain it must have been much. I still believe


Manners are a sensitive awareness of the feelings of others. If you have that awareness, you have good manners, no matter what fork you use.
- Emily Post -


Some days there just isn't anything to say
Some days it just doesn't matter what you say
the reason...No one cares if you do or you don't


if one gives with truth and honesty
if one gives from their heart
if one gives all they have and more
then why must they walk the loneliest path?


Well it has been a year since I have come to my little house. A place that I have found to be my safe haven from all of life's storms, I find that I do not want to leave it, even if I have a place to go.


Today is the day
What a wonderful day
and I shared it with the most special person in the world
how many more days and nights shall we share in my new little house


the screaming has stopped, thinking back I wonder when you stopped loving me, I wonder why and I wonder how I could have been so blinded by my faith and belief in you.


When it spins and there is no control
when there is nothing to save
when the words cut to shreds
when all the tears have fallen
when you look around and you are alone
is that where the peace is?




Never finding

You know I keep looking and searching, seeking my path in this life, wanting it so badly. Needing the answers. I can't find them, I look everywhere, but I'm empty, there is no fulfillment to satisfy this desire.

I think there must be something wrong with me, something inside, for it is such an emptiness I feel. There are those that speak of the light and always going towards it, of inner strength, and guidance. I wonder where it is inside of me.


Give me the splendid silent sun with all his beams full-dazzling.
- Walt Whitman -