Perspective

Hello World!

The topic for this issue is light. Light, at least for me in this essay, is related to seeing, or vision. So here goes! Peripheral Vision My son and I have always loved to watch the moon. We are excited when we hear about an upcoming appearance of…

30 is the New Light

I am 29 years old. With all of the things that I have been through in my life, I feel much older. Either way, I am 29. Sometimes “I am just 29”, and with a much younger crowd, “Oh hunny, I am 29!” to signify that I am…

Resonance

Resonance Creates Amplification Which Builds An Energy Signal That Resides Deep Inside Of Us All. Within Each And Every Human Being Lies A Blessed And Unique Soul That Unites With Us In The Womb. After Our Birth The Voice Of Our Souls Can Be Heard Calling Us Towards…

Let It Shine

“This little light of mine, I’m going to let it shine…” Most of us are familiar with the words in this song. We can sing it, and have a rousing time doing that. But how many really take the time to understand what these words really represent, especially…

Writing With the Ink of Passion

When I was first asked to write about passion in the LGBT community, I was a bit stumped. There are crusaders both gay and straight who are passionate about fighting for marriage equality in America. The group known as Scouts for Equality is passionate about ending discrimination against…

Hello World

When I thought about the topic for this issue (passion), I remembered the many struggles, losses, and victories I have experienced — my anxious protective love for my son and nephews; my adoration of and sometimes frustration and anger with my overprotective husband. As is evident in many…

Goin’ In: Two Perspectives on Guns

Hands Up.  Don’t Shoot! …this has become the war cry of the conscious ones of my generation, influenced heavily by the outcome in the shooting of Michael Brown, Jr., who was a recent high school graduate from Ferguson, Missouri. The details regarding his death are important but the…

Motorcycle Awareness

I’m pretty sure that my awareness of passion began in the fourth grade, in the early 1970’s, when my family moved to Butte, Montana in mid-winter. The air in Butte was so cold and dry that my nostrils pinched themselves shut if I tried to breathe without using…

The Power of Mistakes

Be willing to make a few mistakes, to suffer a little pain to get what you want. It is not easy to allow oneself to make mistakes. We do live in a world that puts pressure on us to be perfect and to be embarrassed of our mistakes….