what i leave behind

February 16, 2014 zaji 4

Reading has always been a part of my life. I can’t remember ever feeling as though I disliked it. Words leave lasting impressions on us, […]

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what i do for love

February 15, 2014 zaji 15

The island of Jamaica is small. When I was a little girl, however, it seemed large and imposing, a big place filled with adventure–it was […]

on the green beach chair

February 14, 2014 zaji 0

The music started. Emanating from the office were tunes meant to soothe the inner beast. I walked to the doorway. His back to me. Moving […]

the sands of time

February 13, 2014 zaji 0

The sand was pink and hot. It moved between my toes with each carefree step I took. How many other feet trod across these shores? […]

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wishing on a star

February 13, 2014 zaji 15

Sometimes we are offered more things than we need. But we may still accept those things; maybe out of greed, selfishness or a need to […]

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alone across time

February 8, 2014 zaji 0

January 25, 2014 marked the eighth anniversary of the discovery of 38-year old Joyce Carol Vincent’s skeletal remains. Vincent, an ex Ernst & Young employee, […]

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after here

February 2, 2014 zaji 2

What if when we die, we do not go to a single place where all people ascend to, but to whatever place we believe we […]

a dime bag

January 13, 2014 zaji 0

i remember a time when meditation was free now the stolen moments cost dearly i lean back and think a memory is worth more than […]

the ocean and i

December 22, 2013 zaji 1

Today I went to the beach to watch the waves rushing in from the ocean, and to find peace. Families lightly speckled the sand. Children […]

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the pitter-patter

December 16, 2013 zaji 0

A house with three small children, a three-year old, two-year old and ten month old is far from a home filled with the pitter-patter of […]

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the lazy writer

December 15, 2013 zaji 0

It’s been a few days since I’ve posted. There is really no excuse. I am being lazy and that is never good. What’s interesting about […]

the uprooted tree

December 11, 2013 zaji 0

The well worn road was paved black. We’d decided to take a mile walk just because. The gentle sun didn’t blaze hot that day. It […]

the candle

December 7, 2013 zaji 4

A candle sat on the table at the outdoor cafe. The wind blew softly, barely stirring the flame. Forks and knives tapped plates creating a […]