just a man

I’ve been incredibly fortunate to be lots of things in my life. Unquestionably, one of those things I’m most proud of was the younger version of myself as a youthful, dedicated, full on, wrap my world around it Dad. In my children’s bright young eyes, they made me feel like I was their superhero. In […]

imperfectly beautiful

Posted by on Jan 12, 2013 in A Passing Glimpse, inspiration, life, photography | 2 Comments

I believe in second chances far more than abandonment. Fewer days thrill me more than those where I can take something that’s been discarded, breathe new life in it, and have it resuscitate the same in me. I’m constantly surrounded by hand me downs, throwaways, secondhand left behinds, and rescues… each by choice. With their […]

world saving in three days

Posted by on Dec 1, 2012 in A Passing Glimpse, inspiration | No Comments

Well into the chapters of my 50’s, I welcomed the challenges that came with my continued life-learning path and enrollment into another Graduate program. Crossing those flashing broad yellow lines of Business and Engineering have certainly intrigued, and sometimes bewildered, my left brain’s creative soul. I brought to our multi-disciplinary cohort however, those things that […]

surviving the silence

While my wife vacationed in Cancun with her parents this past week, I spent a great deal of time with my thoughts and myself. I’ve changed a lot since I was a younger man. Then again, I haven’t changed much at all. My wild and frenzied week of being home alone looked vaguely similar to this. I […]

eclectic breakfast

I treated myself to a few of the things that I love most this morning – music and cooking. As a result, my Saturday morning looked a little like this. Scrambled eggs with tabbouleh and feta folded in and sprinkled with parmesan; crispy turkey bacon; toasted oatmeal bread topped with a friend’s delicious homemade lavender […]

digging that kid

I’ve spent the past few weeks cataloging my record album collection and database. It’s been sort of like attending a 40-year high school reunion without the awkwardness or the nametags. I dig the musicians and their art that helped sculpt the boy I once was into the man I’ve become today. Aside from decades of […]