A pane of glass separates me from the out there. I gaze and imagine what lies beyond. The cold keeps me inside, but my mind walks for miles in the storm.
Author: willowbearblog
I am a lover of many things: science fiction and fantasy; books of all kinds; music (listening and performing); theatre (plays and improv); cooking; crafts; role play gaming (tabletop and LARP); animals; museums; archeology; etc. I am a spiritual person, but not religious. I recognize the oneness of all things. I love deeply.
Family
At 58 years old, I have finally started gathering those around me that I consider to be family. I have a family of my own of course; mom and my brother. He's married and so I have a sister-in-law that I adore and the most beautiful niece ever. I am blessed to have a wife … Continue reading Family
What kind of man?
What kind of man will you be? What kind of world will you see? What kind of man- Will you honor women, seeing and loving them for all they are? Will family fill your heart with joy when you see their faces? Will friends love to be around you, laughing with the good times and … Continue reading What kind of man?
Musical Memory #3
Music Memory #3- Carmina Burana Carmina Burana is a grand opus of poetry written by the Goliards; a band of poet-musicians who were scholars and clerical students. They celebrated the more carnal and earthy nature of life; words of beer drinking, enjoying the beauty of a woman and conversing about the unpredictable nature of life. … Continue reading Musical Memory #3
Musical Memories #2
Memory #2: Quiet No More- A Celebration of Stonewall Summer of 2019, the 50th anniversary of the Stonewall riots and the start of the GLBTQ movement for equality. The Denver Women's Chorus and the Denver Gay Men's chorus came together with many other GLBTQ choruses from all over the United States to perform this commissioned … Continue reading Musical Memories #2
Memories of music
I have no end of gratitude to my father for instilling in me a great love of music. He loved all kinds of genres; from classical to funk, from folk to blues. We would sit in the family room in the dark late at night and listen to whatever struck our fancy. My brother Adam … Continue reading Memories of music
Smile
Smile, it can’t be that bad. I hear this directed at me as I ride the bus home. I look up and see a man looking at me. Come on, smile! Why? Why do I have to smile for you? How do you know it isn’t all that bad? Maybe I just lost my job. … Continue reading Smile
Is happiness a thing?
I woke up at 330 this morning. Thinking. Thinking about the apartment I moved out of a few months ago. I had lived there for 17 years. That's a long time! I was wondering in my half asleep mind why I wasn't mourning the move more than I had. I did cry once the place … Continue reading Is happiness a thing?
Grief
*Some people come into your life and you just know you will never be able to replace them if they left.* This was one of the first things I read today on my Facebook page. It's more fitting than you know because I am grieving. One of my friends of more than 20 years passed … Continue reading Grief
Hoarding
"Hello, my name is Hilary and I am a recovering hoarder." I've watched the show "hoarders", and have friends who are also. But I never seriously considered myself to be one until March 2018, when I had to move out of the 2 bedroom apartment I had lived in for 17 years. Now, realistically speaking, … Continue reading Hoarding
