Tag Archives: Adventure

where can I go?

Posted on May 6, 2013 by billcastro

where can I go to feel like I am fully me where can I go to know that I am okay to just be when is it my turn to find the place where I decide who I am when … Continue reading →

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Not enough hours . . .

Posted on April 28, 2013 by billcastro

It has been very difficult to do much writing while Maureen and I have been exploring parts of western Ireland. It’s not as if Ireland is lacking for anything to write about. Some of the greatest writers and poets have … Continue reading →

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When did imagination die?

Posted on April 16, 2013 by billcastro

I remember the world my best friend and I created as children. We grew up in a small town in the southwest Arizona desert, and the desert that surrounded us was our playground. With a clear sky and wide open … Continue reading →

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Where are the words?

Posted on April 6, 2013 by billcastro

I’m discovering some things about myself during this adventure in writing. They’re not all new things, nor are they necessarily great revelations about anything significant (except, maybe, to me). It’s just that I am noticing and paying attention to my … Continue reading →

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