Keep choosing the path of hope. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive new posts by email. Join 5,417 other followers. Being depressed did not make me an innocent in hell. Enough with the endless abortion euphemisms. Hope is not an emotion. My students are helping me recover from depression. What we can learn from the developmentally disabled. When I told my professors about my depression.

Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy. On December 7, 2016. Faces melt beneath their beards. On December 6, 2016. Of the flaws in himself. It will not be molded. It must find its form.

Understanding and compassion need to evolve beyond doctrine and ideas. Transform the insights from these doctrines into real life. Understanding and compassion need to be real existing entities within real life that can be seen, touched, and experimented with. May you find peace in the bloom of each moment.

Until we are read all over. The best advice they can give. On how to deal with grief. That it seeps into my head. And out through my hands,. I am happy, my words taste. Bitter and burnt on my tongue. That I see you, you, you. In every poem I write. And it is not a coping mechanism. It is simply a way of life. The name your mother gave you. Salt water out of their .

I did not do a poetry prompt last week as it was birthday and was in high demand at places WITHOUT WI-FI.