Truth Does Not Live in a Vacuum

2023 – new & deeper meaning found in old musings By Edna Peirce Dixon September 23, 2018 Truth is an enigma. Like water, truth gives life And yet truth holds the power to destroy life. Tempered with love, truth is a powerful tool It heals wounds and restores broken spirits. Like a knife forged fromContinue reading “Truth Does Not Live in a Vacuum”

Soliloquy

on the hopes and dreams of a lifetime… By Edna Peirce Dixon September 12, 2014 I have reached an age when society thinks of me as old, and in truth, with each passing year the realm of possibilities seems to grow smaller and smaller; the obstacles in my path grow larger and larger. Even asContinue reading Soliloquy

Sings Alone

By Edna Peirce Dixon September 30, 2022 Into this life, I was born and I will die. Always on the outside, looking through cracks in the fences of life. Never quite belonging, alone, yet always striving to understand and be understood. Wondering why the pieces never seem to fit. Sometimes wondering if I even possessContinue reading “Sings Alone”

Midlife Dreams

By Edna Peirce Dixon Today I’m thinking of my children and their mates, all now in their midlife years, some retired, some thinking hard about it. I watch with interest as each one embarks on the next phase of life, taking risks, setting new goals and following their dreams. I think too about Ghost DancerContinue reading “Midlife Dreams”

A Woman’s Last Noble Act

Thoughts from Raccoon Valley, Tennessee By Edna Peirce Dixon It’s hard to remember how long ago it was; at least twenty years. I was in my early sixties and had this notion of learning to play some of the old-time fiddle songs Jack and I enjoyed at the annual fiddler’s convention down at Townsend inContinue reading “A Woman’s Last Noble Act”