Regret – the inability to release the pain of our mistakes.

No Regrets – knowing that we all make mistakes, we are human after all. Learning from said mistakes and gaining usable knowlege from them. It is having the wisdom to put that knowledge into action and ability to let the pain go.

Living with no regrets is my goal. Wisdom has taught me that there are some things we must forever carry.

Wizard Wisdom 101



A few things I know to be true

1. Somethings take longer than they should.
2. Hoop jumping is a circus act for dogs.
3. If candles were not meant to be burnt at both ends the wick wouldn’t go all the way through.
4. Time is a precious commodity.
5. A childs laughter is a free elixir.
6. Acceptance is the key to many locked doors.
7. Most modern conveniences were once only fantasies.
8. Silence is double edged sword.
9. Your momma is probably right.
10. Clean sheets and a comfy bed are a great way to end a long day….

Wizard Wisdom 101



As I lay quietly in the dark my mind races and my body begs to find the comfort it once knew in the womb.

The day zips through my thoughts, wait was that a whole week, maybe even two.

Time – one commodity we can never replace or regain, it slips away silently as we stand still or as we move, it is blind and knows not what we do.

Night has turned to day. My mind is calm, by body has found comfort. The new day is slipping past and I must rise and embrace that which slips away so quietly.

The Wizard


To Flourish

If you have a blue ribbon rose bush and it is groomed and given adequate amounts of sunshine, water and nutrition it will flourish.

If you take the same rose bush and park a storm cloud above it, blocking all sunlight, foregoing it’s grooming and nutrition, raining on it daily it won’t be long before your beautiful prize winning rose bush withers and dies.

All things require love and attn to flourish. What is withering and dying in your garden of life?

Wizard Wisdom 101


Atop Two Wheels

While taking a leisurely ride today I was reminded how different things are atop two wheels.

The unnoticed lilacs smell heavenly. The tiny dead frog has the scent gland of an eroding elephant. The lazy dog meandering in the ditch is suddenly a potential death threat.

Someone cut their grass today and someone fertilized their field.

Bugs are huge at 55, bigger at 80. A single gesture means comrodery. Bent and up means right.

Its ok to use all the gears – often. The air can be crisp at 70. Leather is good in all weather.

Atop two wheels my senses come to life, my soul becomes still, while my spirit soars and my inner child begs to be noticed.

Its not flying – but its close…

Wizard Wisdom


My Momma

My Momma
Written 5/11/14

As I was thinking about mothers day and what its really about for me there was a sudden rush of still photos projected within my mind.

I was taken back to being a small child and having a mother that let me ride my bike through puddles right after the rain, the same one that accepted my mud pies and pretended to enjoy them.

The lady that I was sure was never hungry because she waited until we all had our fill before she would even make a plate. Yes, the same superstar that would place a single chocolate in the window sill and nibble it for days, cherishing the delicacy that it was.

The woman that walked more trials than most could survive. The godess that not once did I ever hear complain about her lot in life. The one that stuck with her decisions through the good and the bad.

The selfless one that has taken in mere strangers because they had no where to go. Not only took them in but welcomed them as her own.

The same person that I once believed to be mean – I now know taught me my morals, enstilled wisdom beyond my years, and nurtured a gentle spirit within my very soul. She taught me that love endures all things, strength comes in many forms, and although she spent years trying to get me to be quiet, she also taught me that silence is sometimes a much needed lesson.

This amazing person showed me the power of endurance, taught me to listen to that small still voice, watched as I made mistakes I needed to make and then helped me clean up the aftermath.

She sometimes pretended not to notice things that I know she saw and heard. She has the grace of an angel, the strength of an Olympian, the wisdom of an elder, the patience of the Lord and yes she hits like a mule kicks.

I am proud to call this pillar of strength my momma. I hope that someday I can instill half of what she gave me to my own children.

Thank you for who and what you are, for hanging on when many would have let go, for your guidance and your silence, both when needed. Thank you for your wisdom and your love. Thank you for not only being my mom but as an adult also being my friend. Words can never express how much each moment has meant and still means.

I love you more than my words can ever express – Happy Mothers Day Momma!



I am….

I’m tougher than some, meaner than many and hard to handle when backed in a corner.

I have a gentle spirit, a soft heart and am driven by good intentions.

My children light up my heart, turn my frown upside down and drive me to the brink of insanity.

My home is my santuary, my husband is my rock and my quiet time is imperative.

I believe in the Father, Son and Holy Spirit – that’s between me and them.

Politics are politics and no I don’t want to discuss those either – I like you more than that.

Life is short, do what makes you giddy, chase the dreams others don’t understand and surround yourself with people you love.

Oh and do squats, your thighs will thank you!!

Wizard Wisdom 101