Poem

I guess I’m lucky like that.
I can find happiness in the
dropping of a pine cone.

In the city. In the woods.
From the edge of my office chair.
In a crowded pub with a corner window.
A book in hand, and there I am,
lucky enough to raise my eyes.

-M. Taggart

Pros

Ecstasy begins one compromise at a time;
Without this ability one will never experience
true happiness, only a matrix of self-doubt
layered with hidden meanings.

-M. Taggart

Books and Brews!

Easily among my favorite days. The book signing was an incredible success. Even though my hands were shaking while signing the first few. 46982E77-AFA4-45BC-9691-E7BEDDCCDAA2

Summarizes my priorities. Me looking at my family.

What a memory! I’m one lucky man.

Cheers everyone!

Matt

Make your own

It’s 30 degrees. This is literally what I’m doing right now. Mid-day, Friday November the 8th. We’re burning downed  branches on our property. Megan just went inside to take a shower. And yes, that’s whiskey in the background.

I live an enchanted life. If my childhood torture taught me anything, it’s that societal rules don’t actually exist.

Make your own.

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Hello WordPress World!

Good morning, evening, or day! Depending on where you’re currently sitting.

I’m having a great morning and wanted to spread the feeling to anyone who stumbles upon this post.

And just in case you might need a bit of a pick-me-up, here’s this:

  1. You kick ass as you.
  2. You don’t need permission.
  3. You are loved.
  4. You are strong.
  5. You’re one step away from the next.
  6. Look up, the sky sees you, you are never alone.
  7. Close your eyes. See it. Get it.

 

Cheers, everyone!

Matt

 

I’ve always loved the different

Not to bore all of you. But what the fuck. I’ll do that. I gave Gavin a bath this afternoon and after that bath I placed him on our bed, tucked in towels the best that I can, which is nothing compared to how Megan does it- but there he lay, on our bed watching a documentary that he picked from YouTube. The documentary was an hour and a half long documentary about balls being displaced from one area to another via small leverage cranes and elevators. It was much like watching chalk slowly remove itself from being anything. There, Gavin, our soon to be four year old, lay watching a boring chalk show. Happily. He’s a bit different. I’ve always loved the different.

 

Cheers everyone!

Matt

Cheers!

Gavin is sleeping late. I just checked on him. His cheeks are blushed and his hair is messy. His eyes were closed, but he knew I was in the room. He’s tuckered out because we had company this weekend. He ran around non-stop with his older cousins. It was a treasure watching them. After the campfire in the backyard they tired and sat on the couch together to watch a movie. The older boys were incredible with Gavin. Gavin is 3.5 years old and his cousins, twins, are 9. They treated Gavin as their peer, not a baby, and Gavin thrived within their companionship. This was the kind of weekend that fills the heart with joy. A refueling of humanity to witness family members who truly care for one another and relax into the company while appreciating the echos of laughter.

Cheers,

Matt

Woah!

The structure of one line can change mood and attitude. Much like receiving incredible news that you can’t share with your peers, but wish to so badly that you need to write about it using the iceberg theory made famous by Hemingway. I’m having an incredible day, and I hope you all are having the same. Years ago I hoped and prayed and now the steps are concrete. Hope lives in the wind and no matter where you are, you can find at least a little amount of wind.

Cheers!

Matt

Over the river and through the woods…

Ohhhh I’m in a good Christmas mood! This will be a great few days. We’re headed to Western, MA to enjoy the Berkshires and the farmland that comes with the valleys and mountains.

This is a new emotion for me. Feeling this joy on this Holiday. I know it’s because I have Megan and Gavin in my life. I love being a father and husband. I was made for this.

Merry Christmas!

 

Matt