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WHAT DOES LIVING IN THE MOMENT MEAN

March 16, 2017 | Uncategorized

People talk about living in the now. What does that mean?

Does it mean never looking at out past or our future?

Does it mean not remembering precious memories?

I don’t think it means any of that. I believe it means accepting the past and recognizing the future is before me. If we were going

THE GIFTS OF LIFE

February 23, 2017 | Uncategorized

Living presents challenges to all of us. No-one is exempt. We may look at our fellowman and think, he awakened in a bed of roses without thorns. The reality is, we all have issues to resolve everyday. We resolve one issue, another arrives. It is the flow of life. Life is movement

People without thoughts

I WILL MARCH, I WILL LAUGH, I WILL CRY

February 14, 2017 | Uncategorized

I will march. I will laugh. I will cry.

Life is a constant parade presenting new pictures and patterns to follow.

I CAN SEE!

One with a family around a fireplace. One with an actress in a broadway play. One with a person riding a motorcycle. One with the moon shining brightly, beaming out golden

PING PONG

February 7, 2017 | Uncategorized

Two people are playing Ping Pong. The ball careens across the table.  Sometimes it travels with great speed. Sometimes it’s sliced.  Sometimes it’s slammed hard to prevent the other player from being able to hit back. Once in awhile it is hit gently.

Life can be like that. One is living their life and POW

THE VOCANO ERUPTS

January 14, 2017 | Uncategorized

A volcano is erupting. Lava is starting to flow. It looks like fireworks furling their splendor into the sky. Run, run is the message. People are galloping like horses running in the Kentucky Derby. The prize is being alive.

Sometimes, we have to run to save ourselves. We will be gone if the lava encompasses us.

TRUE FREEDOM

January 2, 2017 | Uncategorized

“I’m free,” cried the little girl as she dove off the diving board into the clear blue water.  Her head thrust through the top layer of the tepid inviting lake. Her lithe body headed towards the bottom. The water was swirling all around her.  She felt like a porpoise as her head emerged out of

A POEM WRITTEN BY MY SON, ARTHUR FORREST TULL, II

December 6, 2016 | Uncategorized

This poem tells of the desperation one has while they are committed to a mental health facility. It is devastating. A glimpse of what a person with a brain disease deals with.

My First Night In The Nuthouse

Bloodcurdling screams of extreme pain and horror generated the thick hospital air. The ward was teaming with

Missing my Son, Forrest

November 26, 2016 | Uncategorized

I’ve opened an old wound which caused me to see how much I miss Forrest. His different ages flash before my eyes. I try to grab them but they dart away. I want to go back and have a conversation with him but I can’t. I want to recall old conversations but that’s hard. If

I CAN IMAGINE ANYTHING THAT I WANT TO

November 10, 2016 | Uncategorized

I close my eyes and I can imagine anything I want to. My life can be the way I want it to be. I can look the way I want to. My home can be the way I want it to be. All is ideal. Of course, when I open my eyes reality reigns. I

HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS

October 28, 2016 | Uncategorized

Release the balloons. I clap my hands. I sing with joy. Peace is descending over me. I accept the challenges that face me. I can’t stand still. Energy is infusing into my body. I am commander of my own ship. The ship is me. I can be in unchartered waters but I have the confidence