Tagged With: Finding Yourself
To My Darling Winnie, With Love
This diary and the story of love from war, is one of my most prized possessions, in a time where everlasting love seems so few and far between. When you read his daily entries, the way he refers to my grandmother, you can’t help but want to know their kind of love; to be loved in this way, and to feel this same kind of love for another in return. Continue reading
Showing Our Colors – Our Love For Our Teams
Tonight, one team will lay there heads on their pillows, having been one win away from realizing a childhood dream – playing for the Stanley Cup. The other, will have that dream realized. I believe humankind as a whole, loves to show their colors. Whether it’s a jersey of a favorite sports team, a tatoo, waving … Continue reading
What a Drummer Brings (to music)
In the words of Frankie Vallie and the Four Seasons, Oh What a Night! Last night was jam night for our band, The Devil’s Workshop, and we finally had the pleasure of welcoming a drummer to the shop. Rick has travelled with the likes of guys like Bob Seger, and it wasn’t long until … Continue reading
The History of Shaking The Tree
Now that summer has wound down and the ‘Great Stadium Debate’ is hopefully coming to a close, I want to start shifting my focus back to my first love, this ‘Shaking The Tree’ blog. I have never gotten around to providing the history behind the name or the image used on the front page of the … Continue reading
Devil’s Workshop does The Scene
THE SCENE Every Thursday is ‘The Scene’ at The Skydragon Center, where artists of many genres gather for an open mic night. From music, spoken word, and everything inbetween. This Thursday, our band (the Devi’s Workshop) will open up ‘The Scene’ at 8′oclock for a set, before we open up the stage to anyone with … Continue reading
The Road to Perfection
This story is broken down into two parts. Part I ‘The Road to Perfection’, takes place literally on the road to Boston. Part II Giving up on Perfection’, can be summed up by this quote from my story: “Regret is not the result of failure. It is a consequence of giving up. You will look back forever on what if, but you will one day find comfort in the defeat of giving it your all.”
Suicide And The Secrets We Hold
Also published on Raise the Hammer March 31st, 2011. No More Blue Skies It was a picturesque, blue sky, no clouds, sunny Monday morning. The skies had been bright for the better part of a week. It was the kind of day that if I was dying, I imagine I would think about how I’d … Continue reading
Love and Honesty
Midnight was upon us, and I wasn’t sure if I should be excited that I could steel a kiss from Jessica, or sad that the time was suddenly starting to show it’s hands. We danced into the closing minutes of the year that seen excitement, shattered dreams, heartache and now magic. Each closing second drew a question as to how far into the coming year, her eyes would appear on the pages of my hearts novel. How long would our names share the lines in the book that told of souls that touched my heart, as I journeyed this life. Continue reading
Creative Monster’s (Dear Editor)
I have sat across a bar room table with this person, both drunk and emotional, and listened as powerful words of past regrets emptied out of their aching heart. Looked deep into their eyes at a pain I have not known in any others eyes. Their regrets weren’t directed at a certain instance, rather just as regrets, but the eyes of their soul lead me to believe without a shadow of a doubt, that those apologies sent into the airwaves for the earth to absorb, without words spoken, were more heartfelt than any apology I have ever experienced. Continue reading
Fear and Honesty
Recently, a friend of mine over at Tara Cronica, wrote a post about Honesty. Tracy (Westerholm) has always inspired me with her honest, tell it like it is writing style, but after reading this particular post, I was left with a feeling that there was a little blog karma going on between our two sites. … Continue reading
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