music

  • Twelve for a Penny

    One of the greatest gifts my Momma Nancy left me was the appreciation of music – all genres of it. For her, it blurred boundaries – the same way she lived her short life, seeing beyond color, class, or creed.… Continue reading

    Twelve for a Penny
  • Mothers’ Night

    I don’t consider myself Pagan, nor do I ascribe to any other particular religious group. I feel that it’s important to follow what speaks to you. Makes sense to your mind… and your heart. I believe there are valuable lessons… Continue reading

    Mothers’ Night
  • No Rhyme or Reason

    I’m in the midst of a “little project” – going through the thousands upon thousands of photos stored on my computer and trying to put them in some kind of organized fashion. There’s no rhyme or reason to where I’ve… Continue reading

    No Rhyme or Reason
  • On Showing Appreciation and Why I Love My Rental House: Introspection for Oct. 19 & 20

    Monday morning, and I’m trying my best to be a bit more productive and organized. So, instead of making up for a week’s worth of neglected posts, I managed to delay only two days of neglected introspection posts before getting… Continue reading

    On Showing Appreciation and Why I Love My Rental House: Introspection for Oct. 19 & 20
  • More Introspection (Oct 10-18, 2025)

    The past week has been a busy one – I’ve spent a lot of my days, traveling back and forth to various meetings with Hospice of the Piedmont. I’m looking at becoming a volunteer, so I had to complete two… Continue reading

    More Introspection (Oct 10-18, 2025)
  • Nine Days of Introspection

    It’s 9:30am. Sitting here at the desk, hoping to garner a few minutes of focus and do some writing. It’s a challenge, though – on my second cup of coffee, listening to Ian Astbury belt out “She Sells Sanctuary“, and… Continue reading

    Nine Days of Introspection
  • Stop. Listen. Breathe.

    Yesterday, after a day full of unexpected health complications (I’m okay, so no worries), I came home and was completely zapped. The past week or so has been tough on many levels. Y’all saw my last post about anxiety, and… Continue reading

    Stop. Listen. Breathe.
  • Waiting on the Moon

    A solitary Friday night in my world. I’m feeling a little maudlin, listening to Echo and the Bunnymen’s “The Killing Moon”, released in January 1984. I was getting ready to graduate high school at the time that song came out…… Continue reading

    Waiting on the Moon
  • A Start at Some Song Lyrics

    Before I share what I’ve come up with, I need to give a little backstory. For about twenty years now, I’ve been making solo trips up to the NC mountains and the Blue Ridge Parkway. There’s something about the place… Continue reading

    A Start at Some Song Lyrics
  • Open Mic Night

    I live for Thursday… tonight is open mic night. I’ve been singing since I could speak – thanks to being born into a musical family, there was no way I was going to grow up without playing some kind of… Continue reading

    Open Mic Night