Jim Stitzel
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of WordsExcerpts from Life
The Reality of Disconnection
Several years ago, I was a fairly prolific writer. Long thoughts, short thoughts, essays and articles and stories. All came pouring out from my fingertips almost in a flood. There was some ebb and flow, of course, but overall I was pretty consistent in my output. I...
Vibrations
I swim in a sea of perpetual motion, swaying back and forth in time with an invisible tide that originates from within my own body. My heart beats to a rhythm both unseen and unknowable, and I feel my vision blur in and out repeatedly as each pulse thrums throughout...
Christmas Cheerless
I'm sitting here, cup of coffee in hand -- slowly cooling -- Christmas music playing in the background on my Alexa Echo device. My kids are playing Minecraft, begging for my attention every few minutes to show me something new they've built or some new thing their...
Fiction
The Hierophant
He stands in his temple, arrayed in religious vestments befitting his station. His robes are pure white, conveying a certain kind of holiness as the Universe's witness. He is the Hierophant, and he represents your own divine spirituality. You approach him, your eyes...
The Emperor
He stalks the ramparts of his fortress as a storm thunders overhead. Lightning streaks across the sky, illuminating him in electric white light. He wears a golden crown upon his head, and a royal robe of blue sweeps down off his shoulders. He carries an iron scepter...
The Empress
She sits upon a throne formed from an oak tree. Its branches reach far up and away above her head. She wears a crown of flowers and vines, woven intricately together and placed delicately on her brow. Her robes are the leaves of the forest. Her feet are bare,...