When I was recently diagnosed with skin cancer I called my mother to tell her the news. She assured me that everything was going to work out and that ‘everyone is having cancer removed these days.’ She also told me that she’d get me on the prayer list at her church. I was honored, of course, but part of me just smiled. I admire her faith in prayer, but have a conflict with the idea. Like most Christians, I grew…
Two weeks ago today, I wrote a post on the mystery of cancer. It was in response to the guy from the Beastie Boys dying. Two days later, I was diagnosed with skin cancer and wrote another post on the topic. This is my last post on cancer. I’m officially done with it. The day I was diagnosed with a tiny little flake of skin cancer on my chest, I wasn’t expecting it. I had basal cell carcinoma. Nine days after being…
Connectivity. That’s all this is. And it’s brilliant. But is it worth the energy and attention of so many people the day Facebook goes public? Really? For what, money? The prospect of money? Because at our core, money and power are all we really desire as humans? I wonder what would happen if we allocated 10% of the energy we spend on the pursuit of money and power into ideas that would better the world for everyone. What about solving…
Sometimes I wish to be a bird. To rule the world from high and low. To flit about on the sultry air; to catch my dinner in midair; to land on a branch and sing. Sunshine on my feathers, water from a bath. Gliding above the summer grass; streaking along a shaded path; fearless, peerless, a mighty king. Married only to the currents. No need for validation. Oh, what a wondrous thing. *** Jim Mitchem
Two friends have lunch. “All I’m saying is that you voted for the amendment banning gay marriage – and you’re an idiot.” Man One said. “Ok, ok, you can be mean all you want, but you sound like a sore loser to me. Look, I get it, you want people to love each other. Right. That’s awesome. But I have news for you pal, it’s not going to happen. It’s never been that way, and it not gonna start being…
A few weeks ago I scratched my chest causing a tiny, little sore to appear. I put some Bactine on it and didn’t think of it again until a week later when it hadn’t healed. I usually heal very fast. I asked my wife to look at it. She said it was nothing. I said it was cancer. I was joking. Another week went by and it still hadn’t healed. I cranked up the cancer rhetoric as a way to…
