Tag Archives: compassion
November Ninth I am Thankful, For the Ache
Hunger As the clock has passed the noon hour here, I feel the physical hunger of having not eaten yet. I have struggled all morning on what to write about. Wanting desperately to share about something of which I am … Continue reading
November Sixth; Thankful For the Wind’s Reminder
Watching the wind blow. Okay, so I’m watching the results of the wind blowing. The trees are swaying crazily and its raining leaves. The sunlight shining in my window is alternating in intensity due to the swaying trees and what … Continue reading
November First; Understanding Gratitude or Thankfulness in Understanding
Good bye October, hello November. And so here we are, heading into the final weeks of the year. Is it me, or has this been a roller coaster ride? We’ve faced all the uphill, down hill, quick turns and sudden … Continue reading
October Seventeenth, A Reminder of Humanity
No, I won’t. I was going to complain about the temperature this morning, but in the middle of my complaint, I stopped. Why? Because I’m inside. It may be one of the coolest mornings we have had so far, but…I’m … Continue reading
Day 289; Footnotes of Still Talking But Need Some Action
Ongoing discussions and comments. Yes, there are still a lot of people discussing what happened. I’m still not sure which details are factual. But there are still these things that have remained constant. He never bothered anyone. He never asked … Continue reading
September Eighteenth; Food For Thought, Food For All
Not one of mine. Months ago, I saw three feral cats on my back steps. I tagged them the Three Mousekateers. Then I came to believe there might actually be four of them. Fast forward to now, two of the … Continue reading
September Second; Thoughts on Missing Out
Missing out. I have still not seen any signs of the missing kittens. Every once in a while I hear a thump under the house, but that could very well be one of the other kittens that I do see. … Continue reading
August Sixth 2021; This Month of My Birth, If I Could Ask For a Gift, It Would Be
A soft heart. Growing up. there was this one night we were all in bed. Our house wasn’t air conditioned, there was one box fan and open windows. Suddenly, we all heard the most horrific howling coming from somewhere in … Continue reading
July Twelfth; Space and Time
This is my physical space, the place in which God has placed me. It is not however, a place for me to hide in seclusion and silence. It is a place that allows me time to study and learn. It … Continue reading
June Nineteenth; Which Unstoppable Force Would You Prefer?
I looked at the word prompt of the day and wondered, ‘what was I thinking?’. I’m guessing that when I first wrote the word I was thinking that would be something different and cool and a good challenge. But…juggernaut? Then, … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 