Photograph #44

This one moved me. Let’s call it “My Reason Returned.”

“…raised my eyes toward heaven and my reason returned to me, and I blessed the Most High and praised and honored Him who lives forever; For His dominion is an everlasting dominion, And His kingdom endures from generation to generation.” Daniel 4:34

Thoughts While Picking Up a Marble With My Toes


Deep Thoughts Entertained Whilst Picking Up a Marble With My Toes

My middle metatarsal has dropped. Easy for me to say, you think, but my chiropractor has instructed 

Me in a way to strengthen this muscle in my foot that pleases and relaxes me, especially when done

In conjunction with the drinking of a glass of full bodied Merlot. Oddly enough, this stability 

Enhancing exercise when combined with alcohol yields mixed results, particularly when said 

Glass is repeatedly refilled over the course of an evening. Seems steady walking is purely relative.

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When

When you wonder what happened to the ideals your friends once aspired to, and you 

question their reasoning and morals. When Donald Trump gets a pass for self reporting 

His sexual assaults because his celebrity status entitled him. When some women shrug and 

Claim that it’s only locker room talk, and all men do it, but you know that’s untrue. When

You can remember being groped by a boy, but you didn’t tell because he made you feel

Ashamed. When you know that the future of your granddaughters depends on your vote.

Never Trump. 

The Phone Booth Otsuchi Japan

How beautiful. From my friend at sanseilife.wordpress.com

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The ‘Wind Phone’ (kaze no denwa). Image from Mikinee. The ‘Wind Phone’ (kaze no denwa). Image from Mikinee.

Itaru Sasaki who lives in Otsuchi Japan installed this booth a year before the 2011 tsunami disaster.  He had just lost his cousin and was looking for a way to talk to him about his grief.  Otsuchi still has 421 missing, lost in the 2011 tsunami.

The phone is not connected but people, entire families, come to speak to their missing or deceased loved ones.

Listen to this moving story from NPR This American Life, the phone booth is the first part of this segment 597: One Last Thing Before I Go narrated by Miki Meeks.

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Hymns and Hell

Sweet hymn fills my soul
clear voices lifted in praise
on this rock I stand.


Heed the song’s message
Jesus loves all the children
not just those like us.


And on Judgement Day
when the trumpets sound their call
He will know your truth.

I’ve been doing a great deal of thinking lately about faith, religion, and politics. You see, one day this week a “Christian” woman informed me in a tone seething with hatred that I was bound for hell if I voted for Hillary. I smiled and promised that I’d be sure to save her a seat.

Christians come in basically two types of wrappings: those who are of the hellfire and damnation persuasion and those who follow Christ’s teachings. I’m pretty happy being in the second camp. 

I have many non-Christian friends, among them Muslims, Jews, Buddhists, agnostics, and atheists, and I learned a long time ago that goodness and decency aren’t the sole property of Christians. And those same virtues are sorely lacking in some who claim Christianity as their religion.

Heaven and Hell? Well, they might exist, but I know that how I treat others in this life is more important than any promise or threat of an afterlife. One other thing I know is that my teacher, Jesus, wouldn’t turn His back on refugees. 

Peace, people