While Waiting For Improvement

Put your body to rest and come with me. Lets travel the world and enjoy its sights. Fly with the birds or swim in the ocean. Ride that wave to the shore and then let wind take you in its arms. Sometimes we're so mirred in our problems that we don't see what's around us. While I may not be able to leave my body behind for a while, the least I can do is appreciate what's within my reach to experience at this time.

Ghostly Experience

I believe that some spirits become lost between this life and the next
one. Some years ago I experienced this. I had decided to get some
setups the night before an event. While getting a display done in a
tent, with a flashlight as my only way to see, I feel a presence near
me and shortly after that my light starts getting dimmer and dimmer. I
turn around and say out loud "knock it off I have work to do" and the
beam gets brighter. Needless to say that I promptly finished my dislay
and left.

Brasilia - A Planned City

Most cities grow around a specific location, be it a settlement, a
trading post or something like that. However this is not the case for
this city. It was first mentioned in 1823 to accomodate the need to
move Brasil's capital inland and protect it from maritime attacks. The
new capital's name is to be Brasilia. In 1891 the constitution makes
this idea official and in 1922 the first stone is laid. Construction
begins in earnert in 1956 and on April 22 of 1960 Brasilia is
officially opened.

Matryoshka Dolls

A nesting doll is the one thing you will see and immediately know it
is of Russian origin. Born around 1890 in Serviev Posad this form of
art has become Russia's ambasador to the world. They are known as
matryoshka or baboushka dolls, however the correct name would be
Matryoshka. This was a popular name that has its Latin roots in the
word mother. Themes vary widely as well as sizes, the biggest set
being of 72 dolls. For more info visit www.russianlega
cy.com/nestingdolls.htm

An October 31st Memory

Many years ago, more than I dare admit to myself, I went to a
Halloween party. It was my neighbor's birthday. Yup, how cool is that,
being born on Oct 31st. Ton of people there, most way taller than I
was at the time. I remember lifting my mask while trying to get an
apple out of the water with my mouth. But the coolest memory is of his
dad's entrance. A black car pulls in and a coffin is pulled from the
back, out of it comes Dracula, buhaha. More than 25 years later I'm
still thrilled by it.

As History Unfolds

At this time next week I'll be following the presidential race as
results pour in from all states. This will be a historic moment when
either the first african-american or a woman will be in the Oval
Office. As the chapter of what has undoubtedly become one of the worst
presidential terms draws to a close a new chapter begins. Whoever that
person is they will face the task of uniting, mending and uplifting
this nation that seems to have lost its bearings. Whoever you are may
God be with you.

Borrowed Eyes

Ah, to experience the beauty of Moscow! To feel it's fresh crisp air
and bear witness to its clear winter skies. And while I am thousands
of miles away I've seen them, enjoyed their majesty and been humbled
by its greatness. All seen through borrowed eyes. Eyes that remind me
there is a world full of wonders out there waiting to be experienced.
I promise you that I will see you again, in the future, with my own
eyes.