I’ve been having fun with CAD the past few days. I’ve taken this handsketched drawing and drawn it up in CAD. Yeah, I’m a nerd, but I find it fun.
Category: Personal Reflections
Lessons learned about life; pearls of wisdom I’ve gleaned through pain, failure and honest reflection
Friday night haiku for April 26, 2018
Staring down the road
Much potential before me
The newness of spring
Exploring Faith And Music
I love music that challenges me, pushes my understanding of what music, what it can convey. So I look forward to exploring this playlist. Let me know what you think.
Spotify created a ‘Folk Hymnal Radio’ playlist. Pretty much anyone’s music I love is there. If you like Folk Hymnal music, take a listen to find similar artists. (HT: @greglafollette, @Theportersgate @ellieholcomb @Sandramccracken, @cornerroommusic, more) https://t.co/bxgHJU4hJK
— Folk Hymnal (@folkhymnal) March 10, 2019
Deserts Hate Me: A Tale Of Un-Tough Skin
Seattle’s winter taught me something new: deserts hate me. In the deepest cold of February, as the upper left coast shivered in a frigid, deeply embrace, my skin burned. Cracking, peeling, bleeding, the lack of moisture in the air brutalized me. Far more painful that I remember.
Over the years I dreamt of journeys through the Southwest. Wandering the desert canyons, a soundtrack featuring R. Carlos Nakai, perhaps tied to a writer’s retreat, I explore the zen within the arid land. Tranquility filling my soul.
Now I fear my skin crumbling off my bones. Needing to bathe in moisturizer. Not the most pleasant imagery.
Perhaps my mind exaggerates. It often plays such tricks on me. The dream still lingers. No harm, I guess, in holding that. Maybe the tranquility compensates for the damaged skin.
Such randomness within in my mind.
Unfamiliar with R. Carlos Nakai’s music? His native flute music carries me deep within, speaking to my depths.
From My Walk This Morning
Not far from my home
This plant bursting with spring’s life
Season’s transition
Tranquility’s Value
In this raging age
Few value tranquility
I still seek it’s grace
Why I Say “I Love You” A Lot — Reluctant Xtian
I see the world very much like “The Reluctant Xtian” does. I, too, have buried many people. Have my son who I adore. My wife, my parents, dear friends….I, too, want the communication of “I love you” to be the last thing I say, or hear. So, give this a read. It’s an important call to action, call to life.
My wife picked up my phone and saw the latest text exchange with one of my best friends and colleagues, now in New Mexico. As the sign off I said, “Love you.” “Love you, too,” he texted back. She started making kissy faces and saying, “Aww…so sweet. You and your boyfriend.” We laughed, and she […]
The Self-Driving Car Named Carl
ahem
Perhaps I’m a bit vain, but I do delight with pop culture things that use my name.
Mr. Spock on “Getting Your Shit Together”
I find this oft-repeated desire to collect one’s fecal matter in one place, presented as a positive, most puzzling.
Just a random thought which marched through my brain today.
“Carl, people are looking at your LinkedIn profile”
My, I’m feeling the love of the digital world! It’s interesting to think about what’s bringing folks to my profile.
What do you think?
