Nature provides more — Grab your bath suit and a towel We’re going to an ancient place, Where constant healing waters flow And pain disappears without a trace What place, Nice place I can treat A sore knee? Pamukkale and Hierapolis The Aegean coast of Turkey, Hot spring pools of Kleopatra And the Greco-Roman holy city Were wars fought there Did men claim ground, Not knowing that goodness Of nature abounds?

Holding the gift of life — Bing, Bing Where are we going? You’re moving too fast Remember I’m aging To visit a lady In the east of the Kingdom, She holds more water Than ten thousand rivers A watering hole You’re taking me to, Losing it my friend Nothing else to do? Not just any reserve Even…

The Universe sends us pebbles of problems to add to the excitement of this earth experience; we get to decide whether to crush them to dust, or allow them to stack up and make mountains. #DancingBetweenTallGrass

Never quite fitting the mold that was cast by a society poorly skilled at pottery, determining your class by the size of the cast, and the beliefs to be championed, making it champion makers of clay soldiers to fight in its battles of left versus right.

More real than before — so they say — I wrote and shared this story back in May of 2022. I subsequently removed it. It was not the right time. I am reposting it, the time is righter. There is new catch phrase making the news rooms these days, unidentified aerial phenomena or UAP. When I was growing up…

Bing, c’mon in this weather? when there is heavy rain and loud thunder and everyone in a bother, birds tucked in, dogs barking with each crash of heavy clouds ‘cross the sky, Bing, bye! You will like it, says Bing. we will go traveling to Peru, the land with cities in the…

Come, dance with me — Amazingly, my third self-published book will be available this month. The amazing part is not that this will be my third book, but that I even had a first book to publish. There are times in life when things go topsy-turvy, and the only place to turn is to the…

When you can stop worry — We fight with ourselves for no reason. We worry about things that work themselves out in the end. So when we see this happening over and over again, why do we continue doing the same thing? I ask myself the same question. I have no answer, maybe we are wired…

Never a dull moment — This beautiful morning, a sky tropical Roused by Bing, his voice musical Where are we going, I asked excitedly Over to Stokksnes, he replied to me. Why tell me Bing, that word has a ring Of northern lights and Norwegian things. …