Before she quickly brushed it aside, her single tear drop traced a trail - like a silver scalpel slicing so quickly through flesh that the very bone is revealed before blood begins to rush through the wound - such was this tear - a momentary revealing that she cared too much, that her need was too great and that her hope for recognition, salvation actually, would not come. Not tonight.
Swirling foam tickles my ankles
Toes wiggle in the archaic sands
Minnows dart, carving symbols in the tidal plane
Rising sun heats my bare back
Gulls sing anthems to the dawn
Waves rise in the distance, announcing the coming change
Rolling waves, closer, building
Fleeing tides ripping sand and shell away
Sand escapes beneath my feet
Impact
Salt burns membranes
Water cascades away from sprawled limbs
I have been caught unaware, startled by familiar currents
Laughter swells within the sea
of me
NOTE: If this one seems familiar, it is one I've been working on for a while and have revised...
NOTE: If this one seems familiar, it is one I've been working on for a while and have revised...
After careful consideration, following the reading of The Shallows, by Nicholas Carr, I'm quiting.
No more Social Media. No more blogging. No more Facebook. If you really know me, you can use my phone number to contact me. I'm still going to use email, but I'll be changing much of that behavior, as well. We can be 'social' over a cup of coffee - or not.
I need my self back. Please follow this post to my blog and comment if you want to know more.
Bye.
So, for months now I've been plagued by 3 unread messages in my Gmail box. I couldn't find the darn things and the idea of surfing page by page through 12 years of emails just didn't seem practical.
So, here's the fact I learned today. If you want to view all of your unread emails, from all filters, at once, simply type "is:unread" (without the quotes) into your search field and click Search Mail. Then just coast through the list. I'm so happy!!!
So, here's the fact I learned today. If you want to view all of your unread emails, from all filters, at once, simply type "is:unread" (without the quotes) into your search field and click Search Mail. Then just coast through the list. I'm so happy!!!
Falling Away
it is the result of many things
sometimes
working hard
perfect coincidence
circumstance
everything is done and set
complete
in line
as it should be
fixed
time passes and no attention is given to it
we know
it is well
done
assuredly complete
then one day you notice it
leaning
precariously
off center
falling
away from you
then it is gone
completely
So, I'm thinking that when a Conference is planned and run by an association of Conference Centers at one of the member's locations - it will be one well done affair!
I'll let you know. I'm off today to attend and present at the IACC Americas Conference in Leesburg, Va.
More to come... or follow #IACC2011 on Twitter for details real time.
I'll let you know. I'm off today to attend and present at the IACC Americas Conference in Leesburg, Va.
More to come... or follow #IACC2011 on Twitter for details real time.
REPOST!
Your Votes Could Catapult a Local Artist to National Fame
Your Votes Could Catapult a Local Artist to National Fame
Shelter dogs have amazing life stories. From the tragedies in their lives to the joy of finding a forever home. Local artist and shelter pet advocate Scott Davis features the day-to-day antics of his favorite dog, Sherlock in a comic strip that cuts to the heart of the simple joys that pets bring to our lives. Well, now that comic is representing NC in an international competition and needs your help to move forward and win.
The contest is sponsored in part by Creators Syndicate, the organization behind the most creative cartooning talent in the world and the prize is a contract with the company. The website where voting takes place (www.thecartooniststudio.com) was formed by some fantastic talent, including the artists behind Beatle Bailey and Baby Blues. Simply put, winning this contest would put Scott Davis’ work in publications all around the globe.
Helping is simple and easy. All you need to do is register online and vote up to 4 times a day for the comic…yep, that’s it!
STEP ONE—Go to: http://bit.ly/hzS958 and click on the mini comic image to go to the voting page for Scott’s comic, SHERLOCK UNLEASHED.
STEP TWO—Click the “I Like It” button
STEP THREE—Log in (if you already have an account) or register (first time only and we promise no spam or annoying messages come your way)…write down your username and password in a safe place
STEP FOUR—Once your vote registers, you’ll see it mark the comic with a check mark and then it will tell you the time when you can cast another vote. Remember to come back time and again and vote, vote, vote!
The strip receives up to 4 votes each day, from each voter, by people just like you. And at the end of each week, the strips with the most votes move on to the next week of voting. Think of it like Survivor or American Idol for a comic strip. The contest runs for 10 weeks and at the end of 10 weeks a winner is crowned. Pretty cool to think you could be part of such a neat prize for a local artist and our region, right? So, what are you waiting for?
If you love the joy that dogs and pets bring to our lives, take a few minutes to register and help the strip move ahead! Every single vote counts and the race is close at the top. Wouldn’t it be great to have a local artist showcased in newspapers around the globe? Especially with a strip that features other local furry friends and gives even more attention to our fantastic region?
Today ended with the sun setting undramatically below the western horizon, covered by dense dark clouds hiding all but a momentary brush of the palest rose. In my years I have seen more beautiful sunsets. As soon as this nonevent concluded, I poised for a life time first.Turning 180 degrees, toward the eastern sky, I stood watching, waiting.
The pier at Garden City, SC has been a haunt of mine for many years. I grew up a few miles from this spot and more recently I visit here when traveling 'home' to see my parents. I've passed many mornings sipping coffee and watching the day begin here, as those gathering to fish and sun begin their day. Tonight the wind is brisk and the crowd thin on Garden City Pier. Those of us who have come to brave a cool evening have done so unseasonably early - normally waiting for the warmer nights of late spring and summer for an evening walk upon the pier. But tonight all the news is a buzz, and even NASA is talking about the Super Moon, This night marks a once every 18 years event when the moon's orbit passes closest tot he earth and is in full reveal.
We stood and faced the east as she appeared, at first a transparent sphere of faint hues, resting perfectly upon the farthest horizon of the sea. As if creeping upward the moon began to grow brighter and in minutes that passed like sleepy thoughts, soon beamed full force and brilliance, casting a road of light along the sea - like an orange jelled spot light upon a stage. And with that, I added another first to my life.
Tonight I watched the moon rise for the first time.
Next week, I'm leading a workshop on Digital Media at the Annual Conference for the International Association of Conference Centers.
One of the exercises I'm having the group perform is to select which words, from the image below, aptly describe Social Media versus traditional advertising. Can you pick the right words?
One of the exercises I'm having the group perform is to select which words, from the image below, aptly describe Social Media versus traditional advertising. Can you pick the right words?
in my hands
in my hands
gentle and small
wonder and delight
an ebbing of laughter and stress
in my hands
the future rests
tasks to be learned
suprises of nature and mind
in my hands
a bundle of memories
my daughter's squirming
my son's gentle dreams
in my hands
vessel of potential
grasping for the next embrace
of that gift
offered daily
to my hands
in my hands
gentle and small
wonder and delight
an ebbing of laughter and stress
in my hands
the future rests
tasks to be learned
suprises of nature and mind
in my hands
a bundle of memories
my daughter's squirming
my son's gentle dreams
in my hands
vessel of potential
grasping for the next embrace
of that gift
offered daily
to my hands