by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Dec 12, 2020 | Close to Home
World soaking through, dreaming, failing loving Purpose straying, hope betraying Angering so-over joying Happiness, pleasing. Agonising, pretending, water off duck’s back Getting over, moving on Money powering, laughter healing Silly, stupid-ing: toads of... by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Oct 5, 2020 | Close to Home
‘…Lying down again, he lifts his feet up and tries for another nap. EJ walks over with a cushion. He pushes it behind his neck, closes his eyes and meditates on a passage from the book of Isaiah: ‘Comfort, comfort, O my people—’ but it’s going nowhere. Instead, a...
by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Sep 25, 2020 | Close to Home
A happy marriage A beautiful beach on a nice day A death trap for a spectator who knows Nothing of the rips, sharks, storms, rocks The necessary woundings that made this dreadful Wonderfully irresistible, lovely, deadly,... by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Sep 16, 2020 | Close to Home
I’m six and half years old, a nuggety kid who can ride a bike faster than my brothers, except for my older brother, who sometimes beats me—actually he almost always beats me. But that’s okay cause my dad rides a horse in the sunshine. It’s a great... by Peter Volkofsky | Author & Life Coach | Sep 16, 2020 | Close to Home
Number One Son plays loud music, angry but somehow sweet; which I like the sound of but don’t catch the lyrics, cause I’m the old dad these days and he’s in high school blur-land. I could tell him about bands like that, which I liked when I was in school, but there’s...