When my grandmother was younger, she would make and freeze the our family’s favorite soups and serve them to us when we came to visit.  She has since moved to an apartment with a much smaller kitchen and...

In October of 2014 I went with my parents to an AMBA (Annual Multiphasic Blood Analysis) Wellness Event to take part in the yearly blood screening.  These clinics are held once per year, usually put on by...

Several years ago I obtained a puzzle that was a picture of clock gears and parts all strewn about; I don’t remember where or why.  I’m not really a puzzle person, so having and doing the puzzle...

The procrastination is over, for the moment, and I have finally created another piece for the NAJ.  This weeks entry is Shub -Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young.  How’s that for...

The prompt this week for Journal 52 was either ‘lyrics’ or ‘misheard lyrics’.  As I’m certain was the case for many, the classic Hendrix misheard lyric of ‘excuse me while I...

This morning started in contemplation and reflection.  I have not been writing or doing any self-care activities with significant frequency, having just fits and starts with my activities.  In the midst of...

The time ticks down for our trip to Yosemite and San Francisco for our vacation and #TreyUSA Photowalk! As we get ready, A.D. is looking to fit as much into his new favorite Portabrace bag as he can and ensure...

One of the most common conversations I have with clients is in about dating and healthy relationships in recovery, but this is not something restricted to people in recovery; it is endemic in our culture.  If...