online journal – The Sound Hole

My true color

I speak the languageAnd mostly look the partBut you have no ideaThe color of my heart Many people have tried to categorize me as Mexican or LatinX until they realize that I can not speak a word of Spanish beyond “Gracias”. A few have decided that I must be Polynesian or Filipino. Whatever, y’all. MyContinue reading “My true color”

I wonder

I am sitting here, for the 3rd day, held captive by the last gasp of the monster winter storm that did a fly-by over the weekend. While me and the dog have been languishing in our privilege of heat and shelter, with no power interruptions during the storm, another peaceful observer of protests against ICEContinue reading “I wonder”

Memory

We forget quickly, but events in this world have been speeding by at dizzying speed since the new millennium dawned. I remember strange things, horrible things, that are no longer mentioned in the public square. My surety these days is that none of what we’re seeing now is new. The hatred and intolerance, the greedContinue reading “Memory”

What is this, and why now?

OK,so we’re going to be “in charge” of Venezuela now. For a little while, they say. I wish we could be “in charge” of the United States for a little while, because it seems as though no Americans are in charge of it at this point. Highway to Hell is where this road goes. ThisContinue reading “What is this, and why now?”

Fear,and its better friends

Fear, anxiety…lions and tigers and bears, oh my. Fear is sometimes the appropriate response to a stimulus, such as the stimulus of being approached by someone with a loaded gun pointed in your direction. Unfortunately, people who are wired as I am often do not progress beyond the fear response and become frozen. I’ve neverContinue reading “Fear,and its better friends”

Eden, still

So, let me get this straight – the President of the United States believes that he can “take over” municipalities in the United States. Claiming that crime is out of control in many cities, namely those led by Democratic mayors, he intends to save the day by sending in Federal troops. He sent Marines andContinue reading “Eden, still”

When It’s Cloudy

When it’cloudy, I find myself looking to the sky, expecting something more. Cloudy often seem to precede a significant change in the weather pattern, like the frontage of a storm. Perhaps I am always expecting more from basic omens, possibly because I cannot rely on my intuition to foretell what’s next. IIn many areas ofContinue reading “When It’s Cloudy”

It’s Christmas Eve…and?

It’s Christmas Eve, and a couple of days after the Winter Solstice. The latter is more significant for me, but even though December 24th is not particularly important for me in any theological manner it still feels quietly sacred. Perhaps all days are sacred in some way, but that’s another discussion. There is a partContinue reading “It’s Christmas Eve…and?”

It’s A Day

There is always a day after. Today is the day after the Winter Solstice, and the day should be a few seconds or minutes longer than yesterday. I’m not entirely sure what to do with more daylight, since right now it’s cloudy and the time gain is mostly negligible. It’s the cycle of the year,Continue reading “It’s A Day”

Now what?

So. Here I am. I’m not entirely sure where that is, but it is what it is. Or maybe it’s not. Maybe I am filtering reality based on my expectations, or lack thereof. I’m disconnected, befuddled, and clear on that. I’ve been through deaths of loved ones, death of myself on more than one occasion,Continue reading “Now what?”