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The Earth Remembers

It's a tight window, This duration of time. Three thousand or so years since the expanse of civilization. The Earth remembers… The time before; The quiet time near forgotten. She longs for a period of silence And of rest and peace. The…

Moving On Minute 7-7-20: On Getting Older

I'm getting old. As they hear me say that, folks over fifty, sixty, and seventy reply, That's nothing, you whipper-snapper. You have plenty of time left before you're old like me. But I wore a fanny pack out in public yesterday. And I…
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Moving On Minute 6-16-20: Who's Weird?

After living in the same home for seven and a half years I finally visited my backyard neighbors. . . Last week our shared fence blew over in the wind for the second time. The boards on it are cracked, and the old rusty screws that hold the…
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How Non-Blacks Can Show Black Lives Matter

This is going to be the most difficult piece I've ever penned and it should be. . . By now the whole world should have heard of George Floyd. George Floyd was the forty-six year old African American whose life ended tragically on May 25th…
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A Fuller Life of Less

Reduction and minimalism have been recurring themes here at Moving On Upwards. (Getting Rid Of It All, Don't Want Want, Greed. . ., Downsizing) Although the concepts have been laid out through these and other emotional-fueled works, I have…
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Moving On Minute 11-29-19: The Best Distractions

I remember recognizing the significance of distractions early in my journey toward bettering myself. Today, about a year later, I am starting to receive tangible external blessings for my toils. Yet once again, distractions seem to surround…
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Where Discipline is Born: How I Started Moving On Upwards

It's common for people to start out their lives believing what will happen to them, and more importantly what they are capable of, is outside of their individual control. This fatalistic view of life leads to self-victimization. This paralyzing…

Epitaph

I don't know where I'm headed, but I walk ahead sure I'm going somewhere. I walk toward the light. Onward toward the sound of laughter and good spirits. I leave all the negativity in my wake. I cannot predict how my story ends, but…