In this Journal, I will attempt to strip away my protective veneer to view and communicate honestly what the truth is as I perceive it. My intent is to grow, for without an honest evaluation of the truth, how else can one fully absorb life's more difficult lessons and benefit by them. If I do this in secret, then I am still hiding behind a protective veneer, so it is being published online. If you find this Journal, you are welcome to read it and hopefully grow from it as well.



Monday, August 5, 2019

A Wonderful World

At night when we look at the sky, we see all the wonders of the heavens. We don’t judge one star from another, nor criticize any lacking that may exist. We just accept and enjoy. Yet when we see other people, we instantly become judgmental. Think of what a wonderful world this would become if only we saw other people with the same wonder we bestow the heavens.

With Love To All ~ Dick

Friday, July 12, 2019

A Man In Pain

Yesterday in the lobby of a medical building I saw a large middle-aged man sitting on a bench and bent over, holding his head in his hands, visibly upset.

Sunday, June 2, 2019

The Most Important Thing In Life

As I’ve grown older, I’ve learned the most important thing in life is to love others, for love brings great joy to each life it touches and its power to heal is a godsend to all humanity.

With Love To All ~ Dick

Monday, May 20, 2019

Ikaika on M & M's

"If you would bring M & M's, I would be oh so happy."  -  6-year-old Ikaika, To me a few days ago.

Thursday, October 25, 2018

If I've Learned Anything From History

If I've learned anything from history, it's that most people don't learn anything from history, but only from personal experience.

With Love To All - Dick

Friday, October 12, 2018

Carina, Age 10, The Last School Picnic

 A few weeks ago, I joined Anne’s and my granddaughter Carina on “5th Grade Hill” to have a picnic and then to buy books at a school book faire.

This will be the last time we do this because Carina graduates this year from Elementary School and moves to Middle School.

Thursday, September 20, 2018

“At Least I Know My Destiny”

Last week in the lobby of a medical building, I saw a sad, thin and frail woman sitting on a couch and hunched over as she slowly ate what looked like white yogurt..

“Are you all right,”  I asked her.

“No,“ she replied. She explained that she just received terrible news and then pulled back her cap to show me her short light brown hair in the process of growing back.