My American Diary
free to be just me

InaGoddaLaVeta
Here I sit, looking out my office window, absorbing the sense of peace and beauty. Spanish Peaks cast a shiny glow from the snow, mixed...

The Battlefield
He turned and saw the sword still on the ground. He pleaded with her, “Why didn’t you pick it up?”. Don’t you care? And Christ answered....

Creativity
What I feed into my heart, releases in my actions. It comes natural. I have to ask myself what thoughts, feelings and wisdom do I...

The life of the individual
Perhaps the title will read the death of the individual. It appears to be the activities of many in America are reflecting such a title....

City Lights
The headlights are bright the night is young ahead we see the soft glow. The clouds reflect the circular shape of the bustling cities...

Enlightenment of a Nation
What has happened while I was sleeping? My feet hit the floor; phone grabbed as I started towards the living room to turn on the news to...

A Lesson From Women's History
When browsing for the history of women in America, it is noticeable the past depends on which website you visit. Today we can rearrange...

Existing Through the Drug Crisis
The title was surviving the crisis. For many existing describes the crisis best. It is the reality that precedes survival. The loved...

The Smell of Dirt
What does dirt have to do with the current topic of the National Popular Vote? The property, produce, resources, as well as the...

Rural Colorado sit down and shut up
"I am surprised you can read." "You don't even participate in real society." "You do not matter." All remarks I have received on social...

National Women's Month
In memory of Dora Davis The history, the propaganda and the individual. Who were the feminists in our history? Can feminists claim them...

Forms of Government
One of the first videos I watched in the mid 2000s. Where are we on this spectrum?.

Free to be "just me"
Stepping off the primrose path, to a journey guided by the wisdom of yesterday, with fearless vigor and faith today, with hope and...














