Snapshot: Coffee

Snapshot: Coffee

When I wait in line at the coffeehouse (or anywhere else, really) and there’s a bunch of people chatting in front of me and laughing and sometimes horsing around, I wonder just what it is that they’re saying. The usual response I’ll get from someone...

Just thoughts

I can’t expect peace to find me, I have to look for it. I can’t expect inspiration to tackle me, I have to tackle it. I can’t sense what is beautiful about the world if I don’t use what senses I have to notice it. I can’t expect the best...
Flash Fiction: Without

Flash Fiction: Without

Without By J. Parrish Lewis © 2018 They didn’t come for our guns, we surrendered them. On March 15, 2021, the inexplicable desire to be rid of every gun in my home woke me from my sleep. It wasn’t long before I learned that the same desire welled up within every gun...
I may delete this post

I may delete this post

I just wrote a paragraph of this post and then deleted it. Not surprising. I may still keep deleting. It’s funny sad how I dislike my writing, usually. So rarely satisfied with anything that I write, which, I guess, is pretty much the norm for anyone who cares...
Snapshot: Children Meditating

Snapshot: Children Meditating

The other day, I decided I wanted to get all three of my children started with a regular meditation practice. They’ve all had the opportunity to try it, but haven’t done so regularly. My motivation is primarily to give them a practice they can turn to when...