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Sacred Rhythm

A new daily exercise.

Earlier today I was thinking of intellectual honesty. A concept that keeps tugging at me. We can either labor a short time and build a sand castle or we can drink our time slowly, and build a shelter of many rooms to harbor lost souls.

The book I intend, to finally set sail, shall be such a vessel. A book that wanders through corridors and opens windows. As well as shut doors that once secretly invited in desperation, futility, and deceit. I realize I fight not against a fleshly foe but a spirit of confusion. The deadliest condition of man.

Note: I noticed I was missing this space. Yet find a greater need to go away. A push and pull. A tug and tightening encapsulates my heart. If anyone is feeling the same Id be grateful to connect and explore this dynamic.

Thank you for the earlier well wishes. I hope you all are doing well. Shalom. Jeanne

Solitude, isolation, are painful things and beyond human endurance. Jules Verne

It’s an interesting combination: Having a great fear of being alone, and having a desperate need for solitude and the solitary experience. That’s always been a tug of war for me. Jodie Foster

Posted in Poetry


I can’t remember my name.
Born yesterday
in an eggshell, cracked
i found out
he liked his eggs over easy
i preferred to be hard-boiled.

And when i can’t
became i don’t
or won’t or worse
it was my will that shattered his ego.

Today i rest my head
a chicken feather pillow
stitched by hand with dissolving thread
he triumphs
the surgery was all i needed.
Posted in Poetry

The time has come

I did it! My newest blog is up and running with my first post here.

The idea behind the madness has been stirring for some time, as all too often, I muddy my blog Seasons, with ambiguity. My new blog will strictly be random thoughts streaming from books I have read, pictures I have seen or any other muse that crosses my path. Since I am considering putting a chapbook together, this fresh endeavor frees me to organize my posts there and here, according to theme.

It would be an honor if you keep following my journey as I explore the challenges of myself and those I counsel. I consider it a journey we all make from birth to death, albeit no two roads are identical. I love to share my words with you and forever grateful for your time, comments and follows. Happy writing.

Always, J