By Charles Robert Lindholm    Every night I count my blessings and I'm thankful for each one 'cause I know I've not been promised I'll see the rising sun    Every moment is so precious every day is special too but the memories that I treasure most have all been made with you   You are the love I've longed for You are my dream come true … Continue reading I AM BLESSED


A silvered sheaf of moonlight spills through the barren treesdancing across the forest floor calypso leaves dressed in finest hues–Moonlight orchestra–Abstract haunting melodies  in shades of persimmon bronze- fire- amber harmonizingas they howl to the wolf blood moon ©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg


This week, take a peek into Hindy mythology, while I connect it to feminism. Human beings turning into stone? Well, folklore says that Ahalya, a beautiful woman did, aeons ago. She was the wife of a sage, Gautam Rishi. God Indra was captivated by her beauty, and went to meet her in the disguise of … Continue reading Ahalya

We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One

We will not forget Just another day just another town bullet perforated backpacks spilling loose-leaf lined paper, textbooks onto blood stained sidewalks helicopters hovering to give us the birds eye view I tried to avert my eyes out of respect for the dead the injured but I could not look away Christine Ray Even though … Continue reading We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One