Wake up and Smell the Coffee; Poems, Short stories, Bite-size news- old and new .....Because I Have a Voice!
I’ve joked in the past about how much I hate it when my heart skips a beat - or leaps.The inevitable hammering afterwards is most unpleasant! That said, I’ve decided to add a layer of grief and shock to this... Continue Reading →
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I believe that people are very much like plants- thriving (or not) according to the nutrients they receive. Even the most hardy of us requires a constant supply of the 'good stuff'. (I lost my aunt last week and we're... Continue Reading →
Sometimes in life we try to make sense of conflict by using the emotional tools at our disposal. Because every action is powered by a motive, I imagine that we could easily confuse our weapons and our wounds. How on... Continue Reading →
I've had my Dad on my mind lately. He was always there for a kind word and ...everything else. God rest his soul. There is so much pain when a person dies from the top of your head to the... Continue Reading →
When driving, I keep my eyes on the road. I might occasionally steal a glance in my rearview mirror- and certainly NEVER stare behind me. That ought to be how we live- facing the future-otherwise you're bound to crash. Having... Continue Reading →
How can you see life without first being broken? It's amongst the shards of yourself that you find your gifts -hidden below layers of hubris below layers of smiles below an untrained mind just waiting for you ©Vivian Zems... Continue Reading →
How easy it is to be swept through a day...to be buried under a tsunami of worries and chores. We each cope differently with this stress..some better than others. I've learned that if I don't harness my mind to gain... Continue Reading →
There’s nothing like fiery passion to fuel dreams. It pays to write down your dreams and your goals - constantly revisiting them until a fire is lit. I find it opens the mind’s eye to the bigger picture. There’s nothing... Continue Reading →
Nervously biting my nails and tapping my left foot impatiently while staring at the clock of time…..these qualities are so not me. Is it a blessing or curse to be imbued with patience? That, I can never tell. Some would... Continue Reading →
