Here is to wishing all my followers (new and old) a blessed and restful time over this frenetic period. May you have had the privilege and opportunity to spend time with loved ones.
I look forward to your continued support and inspiration in 2018. It looks to be an exciting year for my writing career … watch this space … peace and love to all of you gentle readers 
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a home coming poem for my beloved … (PG rated) – followed by the gorgeous voice and lyrics of Skylar Grey – Coming Home, Part II
coming home home coming coming at home beautiful expressions amazing spaces gorgeous times always returning for more always coming ā¦.. home
Ā© 2017 michael d emmerich
For all those traveling at this time of the year, travel safely as you journey to friends and family … as for me I will be with my family for New Years š
Now listen to the haunting gorgeous voice of Skylar Grey
An EMS colleague of mine posted this picture the other day ….
All I can can say … is that losing a patient takes away apart of you, you can never get back. I wrote an article on this entitled:
For those who ask this question, to those of us who work in EMS … take a read … and ponder awhile, at the of the cost of care. To my colleagues who keep going back to do the same … thank you ….
Cover image courtesy of:Ā Ā© 2011-2017 DanSun PhotoArt
This poem goes out to my buddy and dear friend, VictorĀ ā¦thinking of you dude š
the struggle against adversity brings forth changes dragging one up or down push upward reaching for higher levels of functioning which did not previously exist building resilience absorbing damage but not failing bouncing back
Ā© 2017 michael d emmerich
where the neck meets the shoulder the head slowly turns creating mysterious shadows and hollows the extension of her leg as she reaches rising, pushing grasping, holding the swell of her breasts as she slowly inhales and then oh, so exquisitely exhales the allure of the thigh disappearing upwards towards that mons aahhh the beauty of it all ā¦. with those dangerous alluring curves
Ā© 2017 michael d emmerich
itās all gods will I was made to do it evil deeds as a āgood manā the hypocrisy of it all god is good as long as itās my god on whose side is god the victor or the vanquished the entitled or the underdog whose god is on your side?
Ā© 2017 michael d emmerich
Rebecca Solnit, whose mind and writings are among the most consistently enchanting of our time, explores this tender tango with the unknown in her altogether sublime collection of essays in A Field Guide to Getting LostĀ
I thoroughly enjoy her writings, having indulged in a few of her books and essays. And Getting Lost is one of the more personally transformative collection of essays I have had the pleasure of reading. Solnit, explores themes and issues of uncertainty, trust, loss, memory, desire, and our place on this planet.
Solnit writes in the opening essay:
Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. Thatās where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go. The things we want are transformative, and we donāt know or only think we know what is on the other side of that transformation. Love, wisdom, grace, inspiration ā how do you go about finding these things that are in some ways about extending the boundaries of the self into unknown territory, about becoming someone else?
Henry Miller wrote: āOn how one orients himself to the moment, depends the failure or fruitfulness of it.” we are all apart of this transitional process called – Life.
“There is an illusion of āend,ā a stasis seemingly like death. But it is only an illusion. Everything, at this crucial point, lies in the attitude which we assume towards the moment.”
Henry Miller
T.S. Eliot’s poem Four Quarters –Ā expounds on the journey of life and its self discovery, and ultimately learning to know ourselves. we are on a never-ending lifelong journey of exploration – of our self, environment, the world in which we live.Life is a destination, but prehaps we never really travel further than we really are at this present moment, all that changes is our understanding of the now …
āWe shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.ā
Four Quartets
The things we want are transformative, and we donāt know or only think we know what is on the other side of that transformation. Sometimes we have to lose ourselves to find ourselves. Never to get lost is not to live.
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