Category: Thoughts on life and death

  • Creation

    I think we all want to make our mark on the world. For some people, it’s about accomplishing grand things, making a lot of money, having huge buildings with their names on them Achievement means being important and recognized, famous for something. Some people will go to any lengths to do this. They’ll sell their…

  • Thursdays child

    Today was on of those days where I looked at the schedule and sighed. It was a full day, with complicated patients and multiple issues. I dreaded going in. I started it running behind, having slept through my alarm and only getting one cup of coffee in before my little howler monkey joined me, 530…

  • Puncture 

    A small hole in the fabric of life, Collagen disrupted then smoothing over, platelets aggregate and repair Like dreams, only a small needle could be the thing to release the air, escaping in a whistle like a popped balloon, Beautiful and silly as it flys through the air in a lazy loop Or it could…

  • Indecision 

    Racing through the rain as the sky opened up,  I felt a thrill from the resulting wetness seeping through my sweater. I didn’t plan for rain today, but should have expected it given the last few weeks.  I sat, drying out as I listened to the sounds of a four year old playing piano, and…

  • Nature calling

    Sometimes the noise of life causes us to retreat, Draw deep within searching for silence Space to think, to create, to become comfortable in our own skin Life moves so fast,  the pace unrelenting,  the volume overwhelming. Connected to others 24/7/365. So many numbers so many responsibilities so much splintering of attention We wonder why…

  • Dumping the vessel 

    I had a water based epiphany this morning. I can’t help but wonder if the reason Archimedes had his Eureka moment was simply because of the soothing mindlessness that accompanies water. Maybe it’s the primordial nature of it, maybe it just feels cool and calms us enough for the subconscious to thrive. Whatever the reason,…

  • Revelation

    Windswept and rainy the night fell over the comfortable house. The children were snuggled under blankets, watching 101 Dalmatians. Memories from my youth The cats curled on the couch, sleeping lightly, content as only cats can be while the dog lay at our feet, mournful expression at the sight of popcorn. Clouds obscuring the daylight,…

  • The Man Cold

    I think it’s happened to me. I started the day off with mild congestion, a tickle in my throat, nothing really.  It was enough to make me bail on exercise, but I justified it, saying I was spending time with my little dude. Then at work, I found myself clearing my throat, the scratchiness intensifying.…

  • The day off

    Glorious day!  A full day off work, without any patients scheduled or any child duties to attend to. So naturally, I spent the day doing paperwork, meetings, and going through patients lists. By the time four pm rolled around I had a huge headache that the crisp taste of a passion fruit iced tea could…

  • Golden Days

    Putting the day to bed, I take it out to examine it, polish it up and make it shine. The morning sun warmed me during my early morning run while birds quarrelled and scowled at me, cawing their displeasure. Rabbits took off across my path, making me wonder what it would feel like to be…