Hey, calling out to all writers: I found this post to be an invaluable reminder, well-written, about some of the basics of good writing. This blogger ties in essay writing with all of your writing styles (in my opinion). Don’t miss this, if you like to write. And ladies, this is a great blog for you. Check it out. Pardon my enthusiasm. T


I Am a Rock . . . NOT !

It was before your time, probably … Paul Simon & Art Garfunkle … And if you do remember these two, maybe  you didn’t like them … You either liked these guys, or you didn’t.  Anyway, they wrote this song, “I Am a Rock”:

A winter’s day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I’ve built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don’t talk of love,
But I’ve heard the words before;
It’s sleeping in my memory.
I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books And my poetry to protect me;

I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

In one sense I can be a rock, because of my thick skull, and how I can act like an idiot … I don’t always understand the cues of redemptive intimacy … But I know that I would be lost without those who love me … starting with my family … and then a few good friends. 

And I’m thankful that …

I have my books And my poetry to protect me.

For anyone who saw the movie “Shadowlands”, there is a great line in there that a student told C.S. Lewis: “We read to know … that we are not alone.”

So how Is YOUR Mental Health? Eh?

A well-written piece about the reality of our society, and the individuals within. I hope you find this helpful / interesting. T

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by Darin Hammond

art by Darin Hammond

Let’s shake ourselves out of the dark ages

and realize that one in four of our neigbours, friends and relatives

are suffering as you read this.

In fact if three of your closest friends and relatives seem fine,

 you’re probably the one who needs help!

Most people go to their G.P. for a physical once a year, make an appointment with a dentist to check for tooth decay but who ever thinks to have someone check up on their mental health?

While reading this suggestion, some people will confidently laugh off the implication that there might be something wrong with their mental health, others might nervously skim the rest of this post. This question is far from ridiculous,though. Have you taken a good look around lately? What do you see and hear?

The whole atmosphere of modern society is stressful because people are anxious about the economy and their…

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Flooding in Colorado, Now, Oh WOW

The following two pictures are from this link: 

1 of 17. A home and car are stranded after a flash flood in Coal Creek destroyed the bridge near Golden, Colorado September 12, 2013. / Credit: Reuters/Rick Wilking / By Keith Coffman

A section of Highway 72 is missing after a flash flood tore through Coal Creek near Golden, Colorado September 12, 2013. REUTERS-Rick Wilking

16 of 17. A section of Highway 72 is missing after a flash flood tore through Coal Creek near Golden, Colorado September 12, 2013.
Credit: REUTERS/Rick Wilking / By Keith Coffman

“We’ve asked people in low-lying areas all through the county to evacuate … “

(Emergency Management spokesman).

Here’s a four minute video, guy getting rescued from his car overturned in a river …

Flash flood warnings, mudslides, rockslides, flooding basements and homes, flooded streets, submerged cars, roads washed out / collapsed, 3 souls died, evacuations … Read more:

My family lives at 8800 feet elevation, and we are not close to any rivers.  We do have a small creek that runs down from above through our woods, continuing on down the mountain.  I was out there tonight digging  that creek a bit deeper and wider, because we get “ground water” that seeps up into our basement.

As an old mentor of mine would say every once in a great while …

“Lord, help us.”

Remembrance of 11, September, 2001

The grief, the thankfulness, both happening in a place where the choices are made … to NOT forget the attack on the U.S., September 11, 2001.

That morning I walked into the men’s shelter I worked at, the chapel, and stood with a group of guys I worked with, looking up at the huge screen on the wall.  We were quiet, and stunned, watching footage of two different buildings spewing smoke; and the harsh footage replayed of the two planes flying directly into those buildings.  At some point, the news commentator communicated a report that had just come in, about a third plane that had crashed into the Pentagon.  Then John, standing next to me, his eyes expressionless, said in a low voice “Its still going on.”

I cannot fathom the courage, the thoughts of those who faced death, the first responders.  Remembering is a sacred piece of who we are.


S.A.D. Truth: What Do You Do? Part Two


Winter Cabin /

Doctor-types  gave it a name: S.A.D., “Seasonal Affect Disorder“.  Pretty fancy. Spring will not step in until it is time to show up.  Power  struggles flare up between Winter and Spring.  Eighth season, and the snow is here.  My hope, is to get through it, stay ahead of it; read some good books, watch some quality DVDs, use the snow shoes, get more spiritual; read the bible more often.  Most of my neighbors are people who move back to a warmer place during winter.  Human interaction is limited.  Isolation is, almost, unlimited.  A famous man, or woman, once said ‘Live for the present’.  Okay, I guess.  The S.A.D.’s  is here. “

We bloggers have numerous works in progress.  I never throw mine away, even though they may never go anywhere.

For those who do experience the cryptic S.A.D., then you already know what it is, and what you do.  So, what do you do with Seasonal Affect Disorder? Some folks drink; some do mind altering substances.  Some just give up and sit in their depression, and are irritable, and isolate because … 1) no one wants to be around them; and 2) those with S.A.D. may have no desire to be around anyone else.

So if you have some substantial struggles with Seasonal Affect Disorder, here’s my take:

  1. Consider going through a winter without alcohol, and / or mind altering substances; or with a defined plan to cut down on your intake.  You won’t know if it helps until you try it.  It will guide you toward other choices and to think other ways.
  2. What? The road isn’t plowed?  Don’t use it as an excuse to stay home, be bored and depressed and grumpy.  So put on your Sorel snow boots, snow shoes, and go for it.  Get into town, sit down with some good coffee.  Go to the library.  Connect with someone.  What’s that? You don’t have any friends?  Well, that’s a potential problem. We can talk about that later.
  3. Lean into your pain, your angst,  your depression, and stand strong against that Black Dog.  Reach down into your soul, your fortitude, your experiences of battles from the past and tell yourself “I’m tougher than hell.”  And you are.  You might not know it.
  4. Find a therapist, to at least think outside the box  with.   Safety Tip – Get recommendation / referral from someone you know / trust. *Sometimes when I recommend therapy, people say “NO!  I’ll never do that!”  What I am hearing is that they would much rather be miserable, as opposed to discover some relief in their life.  Some people don’t know what it would look like to be happy, or to discover peace of mind.  Such a change might be too disruptive.
  5. Another piece to consider in all of this is the realm of prescribed meds.  Enough said.  If you can get relief from a non-addictive med, then its probably worth checking into.  After all, those of us who experience the Seasonal Affect Disorder knows that it has a fairly serious bite.

Winter is coming.  What do you do, for Seasonal Affect Disorder? 





S.A.D. Truth: What Do You Do? Part One

Excerpt from a fictional work in progress:  Unmaintained Road Stock Photo - 357645

“Its November.  We’ve had a few snows already.  More snow tonight, 4 to 6 inches. And Friday, maybe a foot.  The road, its unmaintained by the county.  Some days, ‘cannot get to town.  A fellow comes over with a snowplow, about four miles from here, but rarely.   My first winter indoctrinated me with a number of snowstorms, blowing in, settling in, around my little house up here at 10,500 feet.  Power outages happen and water pumps don’t work, electric lights become immediately dormant.  But lanterns do work.  Wood burning stove has a flat surface to cook a few things: tortillas, eggs, a steak, boil water for tea and coffee.  Yes, the snow is coming.  And with the winter season comes a strong mixture of melancholy and irritability.

See Part Two for the rest of this story.