Coming Out – The Journey
This is the “depository” of all my blog entries and poetry that either led me through, to, or beyond the decision to “come out”, and continues to chronicle thought and feelings about this incredible journey.
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88 keys for a reason
Is there room for classical expectations and contemporary frontiers?
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out of the gray
Vibrant verdancy followed fast on the heels of the late vernal torrents.
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Go Straight
deliverance comes with obedience
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testing
so, is it true, band on my wrist? this gift I bring – clenched jaw, tight fist?
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signs
signs are for the simple, he said.
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In Between
Once you leave In Between from “was” to “is” only memory can really take you back.
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lifehill
“There’s no chairlift in sledding!” I shout to the lighthearted in skis. Envious? Likely.
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Identity Theft
The Self is not a gift that one can give to another Rather, it is a thief’s relic we must take for ourselves in order to someday be ourselves.
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The Christmas That Almost Wasn’t
December 26, 2018. Yesterday could have been a very different Christmas. 21 days ago, I tried to take my own life. I’m writing about it for several reasons. First, it has become exhausting trying to keep track of who “knows” and “doesn’t know” what happened, thus creating multiple opportunities for awkward questions and conversations. For…
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What am I DOING here?
I have long had a personal distate for the interview question, “Where do you see yourself 5 years from now?” and my wife will also tell you I have a general aversion to goal-setting as a rule. It’s not that I am afraid to set or commit to a goal, it’s just that so often where…
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When You Start, it’s Just a Pile of Wood.
In order to become something useful or beautiful, that pile of wood has to go through a transformative process that only a true woodworker understands. And for this craftsman, that process becomes very personal, with the wood an extension or representation of myself, going through life, going from a pile of wood, to becoming something…
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Nobody Knows
“Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen Nobody knows but Jesus Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen Glory Hallelujah Sometimes I’m up and sometimes I’m down Yes lord, you know sometimes I’m almost to the ground O yes, Lord, still Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen Nobody knows but Jesus Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen…
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Pride. No Prejudice.
It’s June 16 – just past halfway through Pride Month 2017. If you are a Facebook friend of mine, you’ve noticed a steady stream of pictures and stories oriented around the struggles (and victories) of many in the LGBTQ community, many of whom I count as friends as well as brothers and sisters in Christ.…
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Feelings on Failure at Fowling
I am not an athlete. I’ve known it most of my life. My high school physical education coach confirmed it, saying, “Son, with hands like that, you better play basketball or the piano, and I know you don’t play basketball”. Now, one might argue that physical EDUCATION might have done something to improve my basketball ineptitude,…
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Yep. Life is Still Messy
Who I am today is still a work in progress. I think I’ve finally realized I will always be in progress, and accepting that is freeing me to sit at my laptop and tell you (and myself) where I’ve been and where I am, even if that means admitting I DON’T HAVE IT ALL FIGURED…
