The Nope Files

Here’s another one for the Nope Files: Don’t you believe it. Great things come from everywhere. From the likeliest and unlikeliest of places. Sometimes they come as predicted and sometimes they surprise us, but great things are not dependent upon discomfort. You can be great and comfortable. You can be great and uncomfortable. Comfort is…

Metaphors for Memesis

Cue the TV theme song from your favorite cheesy Western. It wasn’t a run but I got back on the trail this weekend. Yesterday I completed my first hike since the terminal knee injury. You’ll remember that long hikes replaced my long runs when my heart asserted herself and demanded better choices. Long hikes on…

The Here And Now

I have decided to discontinue my Exonerate The Year posts. It’s been six months now. I’ve made my point. Since the first half of 2017 has made all of 2016 pale by comparison, it’s time to move on and deal with what is rather than what was. This week. This year. Although the week isn’t…

Wellness Today–Variety Pack

Thursday’s prompt: Whose face haunts your antagonist?      Wednesday’s prompt: Write about the people your protagonist loves more than life itself.     Tuesday’s prompt: Whose story is it anyway?   Monday’s prompt: Write about the members of the feminist fight club.     — Mercy        

Weekend Wellness Workshop

Maintain relationships with quality time √ Reverse points of view √ Meditate √ Read √ Write √ Yoga √ Create physical comforts at rest √ Hydrate with rain √ Practice devotional adornment √ Absorb the sensations of the natural world √ Seek wisdom within √ Share truth discovered √ Bring the calm √ — Mercy

Soaking In It

It is stormy this morning here in Mercyburg (formerly known as Sassyland) but the humidity has been transformed into drips and puddles and splashes. Morning Prayers are happening here: Rainy days are medicinal, my friends. Medicine is simply magic we’ve come to understand. Magic we’ve figured out. We know why this works so we trust…

Pride of Place

Today I am going down to a particular bend in the river, where the essence of past conversations collect and distill themselves. They hang like fog. Walking along this circular footpath I pass through them, like easing in and out of wisps of perfume left in an empty room or the lingering scents of cooking…

Technical Difficulties 

Bear with me, folks. Our most recent round of severe weather over the weekend has killed Internet and phone service in my immediate realm. I am working on my regular weekly posts the old-fashioned way (pen and paper) but I probably won’t be able to post them until services are restored. On the plus side,…

It Is Now A Love Affair

Week Seven of the Terminal Knee Watch. I can walk as fast or as long as I want. I can swim. I can play golf. I can climb up and down a stepladder. I can squat. I can kneel. I can rise from a sitting position on the floor. I can once again handle my…

And All The People Said…

Just when I think there are only two people in the world still reading this blog I get a random reader question to prove me wrong. I’m happy to be wrong. I’m also happy to be challenged by this particular question because the answer feels too complicated for a short email response. Do I not…

Cheat Panties, The Update 

I’ve got an update on the Cheat Panties. The suggestion came in via reader tip. The reader wishes to remain anonymous because she doesn’t want anyone to know she wears cheat panties. I went on an investigative mission today to verify the information given. It is legit. I introduced Cheat Panties in my March Work…

A Year Ago This Week–Week Twelve

Continuing the weekly arguments that 2016 was not all bad, I’ve created a series of posts designed to exonerate the year. This is the twelfth installment in that series. A year ago this week there wasn’t much going on because I was on vacation. As mentioned in last week’s post I was in Florida visiting my…