James Olmos

Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet. ~ Jeremy Bentham From Self Portrait Journal – 52 Project The 12th photo entry for my weekly Self Portrait Journal.  A 52 week…

  At the end of the day all that really maters is love. We come and go. We dine and cheer. We give and receive. Did we love? This is what carries over . . . love. Tagged: eternity, hope, love…

At the end of the day all that really maters is love. We come and go. We dine and cheer. We give and receive. Did we love? This is what carries over . . . love. Tagged: eternity, hope, love…

At times we can feel dissonant like a single, out-of-tune piano key.  We struggle to resonate in brilliance and to bring a presence of value back into our lives. Maybe we’ve been played too hard or have been abused by…

At times we can feel dissonant like a single, out-of-tune piano key.  We struggle to resonate in brilliance and to bring a presence of value back into our lives. Maybe we’ve been played too hard or have been abused by…

i love you i hate you A love–hate relationship is an interpersonal relationship involving simultaneous or alternating emotions of love and hate – something particularly common when emotions are intense. The term is used frequently in psychology, popular writing and…

i love you i hate you A love–hate relationship is an interpersonal relationship involving simultaneous or alternating emotions of love and hate – something particularly common when emotions are intense. The term is used frequently in psychology, popular writing and…

This thought I seed In fertile matter Though grey it lies Endures the chatter Speaking of hope Romancing the day A dreamers note Soon will play by James Olmos ~ The 10th photo entry for my weekly Self Portrait Journal…

This thought I seed In fertile matter Though grey it lies Endures the chatter Speaking of hope Romancing the day A dreamers note Soon will play by James Olmos ~ The 10th photo entry for my weekly Self Portrait Journal…

When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. I Corinthians 13:11 – God The 9th…

When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. I Corinthians 13:11 – God The 9th…

“And when my mind is free You know a melody can move me And when I’m feelin’ blue The guitar’s comin’ through to soothe me Thanks for the joy that you’ve given me I want you to know I believe…