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muscle memory

7 years ago, for fun I played the fastest sport on ice, or in my case–the most mental sport on ice-skates, standing between the pipes. When my blocker hand deflected the attack and dosed a teammate, a leader, a boss with–thanks God, it was just water. Flash, my eyes see a cyclinder of liquid, unsteady, teetering on the table. Bam–reflexes, muscle memory take the reins–rained WATER–seriously, GRAVITY and LIQUID. There is no mystery as to the result.…

Great Power

Talk Less, Say More. Talk Less, Say More. Talk Less, Say More.     Nothing subliminal–this message is to myself. Share it I do, it seems just. Idealistic and pragmatic–words like moments spent together, last in memory, imprinted in our hearts. If ego or shame start to drive your brain–tap your brakes, slow down. Dangerous curves ahead. Be Safe. With great power, great responsibly.   Talk Less, Say More! Peace-AtoZshare the fun…Want more FUN? Follow and like…

back to patterns and back to rules

Baysox lost in Altoona with the skeleton of a RollerCoaster looming in sky over right field. Game ended, season ended. back to patterns and back to rules Top of the 9th–day nine–month nine–29th years. This time, this year, this game. Giamatti’s cadence, my heart beats. Capturing this moment in time–I stop. As I recite GreenFields of the Mind, the crowd sounds fade, that’s ok–I recite for my future–not for an audience, not for fame, no–instead, for hope–to…

Truth

My truth. I write alright and wield the right to tell my story from my perspective. Warning, this gets a bit deep–you made need wading boots.   Once upon a time. No wait, this is true–I heard a very unflattering comment, not about me, and I didn’t say it–I’m not saying who said or who it was about–that’s not important–what’s important is what I learned from it. Isn’t it easy in 2017 to come across condescending? No,…

Tia Tere Talks too Much!

Once upon a time in an analog world, wait–no, I think this is still true today. We humans fear change. Kinda funny–imagine a newly born human–got the visual? uh, sorry… Now, if we didn’t change, we would all be helpless newborns–and this humanity would fail–okay, yes–there is a major flaw in my logic and normally I would say go ask your mom–cause I’m Tia Tere. BUT no, I think I owe you truth–babies come from human beings–just…

Paid to Not Dance

Today, my story is about teachers. Seriously, I can cook but I am no chef. I can teach, guide, direct, assist, amuse, challenge and engineer–but I cannot make anyone learn. My degree is in Physics, but I’m an analyst and engineer. I’m both idealistic and pragmatic. Yes, both. I also have a wickedly sharp sense of humor and an even sharper awareness that our world is too tense for jokes right now. Seriously, it’s 2017–IMHO, we are…

Anthems, August and Amalia’s

Earlier this summer I wrote some goals, and yes, I have made amazing accomplishments this year. That’s a story for later–now it’s getting into the flow. Each of us has our hymns, our anthems. The music that stops us and takes us to a higher plane, a simpler joy, you know that fun thing that we know as being surrounded by loved ones. August 2017 has been an august month, with hurricanes and rains. I send my…

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