December 25, 2013

Gifts

Gifts
By John R. Greenwood

Gifts come in many packages, some with rosy cheek and baby smells. They arrive to open arms and gentle words. Gifts that provide joy to the heart and soul. Gifts we cherish for a lifetime and more. These wondrous cherubs of life spread smiles to those who hold them close. Here, one son holding another soaks in a quiet moment filled with love and mutual appreciation. Heart beats entwine with each other creating a bond granite-strong and full moon bright. This Christmas photo captures a snippet of time so precious, so fleeting it flashes by with comet speed leaving love in it's wake.

December 11, 2013

Running Off The Road

Running Off The Road
By John R. Greenwood

I apologize if you arrived here looking for a car in the ditch. It's not my car that's stuck-it's me. It happens, and when it does it wreaks havoc. I don't know exactly how it happened this time but it did. I'd like to blame it on the chest cold I've been battling but I don't think that's the real problem. I think it has more to do with having more stuff going into my head than I can process. I run out of time and energy. Ultimately that results in running off the road. I get mired and the more I press the gas pedal the deeper the ditch gets. It happens to everyone and around the holidays it reaches epidemic proportions. The problem is how do you pull yourself out? I try to stay patient and wait it out. I keep the swivel in my neck oiled so I don't miss any signs along the way. Many times I will sit and stare at my bookshelf looking for a clue. Many of the books I enjoy run along the lines of personal reinvention. Today was no exception. One arm length away lay a tow truck ready to pull me back to where I belong. It was a book by Natalie Goldberg on writing memoir. The book is called Old Friend from Far Away and the page I opened up to had the answer right there. I will explain in more detail later. For now work awaits and so my mind is placed back on hold. Please be patient. It's what life is all about...