Tag Archives: Joy

Improvement

      It’s like Jack Nicholson said to Helen Hunt inĀ As Good As It Gets. “You make me want to be a better person.” I can never thank you enough, dear friend.     Paz

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Gift

  The finest gift I ever received Did not come from a store. It wasn’t a thing I’d “always wanted”. Or replacement for that which I’d had before.   It came to me without wrappings. No boxes or bags, no … Continue reading

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Pinnacle

    Remember these Tiger Lilies, This thick underbrush, This hazy morning. This Pinnacle Day. -Chuy      

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Reality

  Haven’t you learned this already? Those things are not real. The trees, the rain, this trail, me. These are real. Ditch that other stuff.   -Chuy

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The Lost Time

  It makes me want to cry, thinking of her, all those years, born and growing in the wrong place. How could we have known? As we walked our trails in sun and wind, rain and snow, light and dark. … Continue reading

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Stay

  Let’s stay here. At this intimately familiar bend in the trail. Beneath these trees we know by name.   We are not compelled to move. There is no war or fire or calamity or threat that coerces us to … Continue reading

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Playtime

We should all have a Chuy. There are always plenty of chores to do around the ranch. He would look me up after I’d worked long enough. “Enough mowing.” he’d say, “Come on. Let’s play ball.”   “All work and … Continue reading

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