Somewhere behind the veil of the dream, the curtain that separates the people and the performer, stands the dancer. He or she will graciously ready the body, move it through space as they prepare to move the audience through emotion. The entirety of their existence has been based on emotion, happiness and sadness, the ecstasy … More The dancer that will not die.
Four years ago today something happened, and I can not tell you what. All I can tell you about the event is that it happened to occur on July 26, and that it was such an important event that I chose to celebrate it, even four years later. Sure you can call it an anniversary … More Happy Anniversary
“Are you a good man or a great one?” The question has been circling in my head for days, and I am not sure of how I want to answer it, but I have to try. The simple answer is to say you are a good man hoping to be great, or maybe a great … More Are you a good man or a great one?
Shirley was my neighbor, my adoptive grandmother, and my boss. She was the mayor of the small hamlet of a neighborhood that I live in, in the heart of Oklahoma City, off the artery of I-44 and the vein of Penn Avenue. She had lived there since the inception of the neighborhood in 1953, her … More The Dame of Wileman’s Third
Today in some place that is far from here, a little girl is waking up. She is rubbing the last bit of dream from her eyes and starting to stretch out her arms as if to expand her universe more than it already is. She is sitting up, taking notice that she is not bigger, … More Today
Good Morning, First off, thank you so much for the wonderful email you sent me the other day. I always enjoy them, even though I have to scan them first and see how long they are before I can actually start the process of reading them. I just am trying to figure out if I … More Dear Savage