I was going to call this series of collected thoughts and not-thoughts “Rambles,” for I love to ramble through field and meadow, desert and woodland. But I remembered Billy Collins’ poem “Aimless Love,” and the word “aimless” seems to describe this better.

“Aimless”–not heading towards a point. No goal in sight. Simply what it is, looking around, to see what is there.

I will sometimes share non-thoughts here, and sometimes feelings, and sometimes, perhaps, thoughts, too. Here, I speak in my voice. And I invite you to speak here in yours, too. Let’s share our aimless love of all that is around and within, as if it were always a summer moment.

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One Year In

Interview with the Gazette

The Timing of the Text

Birthday Rambles

The 2nd Blogaversary

Lessons from the Square

Asexual Awareness Week 2016

AAW: Honey Walker

AAW: onezero Adams

AAW: Charlie Rocca Cups

AAW: Shannon Arkers

AAW: And More!

A Kindness Warrior Call to Action

Purple 2016

What’s in a Style?


Take a Breath!

Return Wild and Weird

Digital Mirror: Finding Ourselves in the Sims

Three-Year Blogaversary: Resilience, Gifts, and Not-Quitting

Purple 2017


When the Other is You

A Poem A Day

Story a Day

Birthdays and Butterfly Wings

An Invitation to Save a Poet

Writing Poetry in a Pandemic

Cathy Tea