Monthly Archives: August 2017

Maybe this is the time when we begin to notice there is a large hole in the center of our chest. We are no longer naive, we know how it got there, now we realize even our slightest thoughts have … Continue reading →

It may seem at first as if they’ve fallen into a kind of lingering despair, yet if we were to just sit quietly with them for awhile, perhaps for an Autumn afternoon, and watch as the tiny dust motes float … Continue reading →

1.   I awaken and sit on the side of my bed, briefly considering my options for the day.   After a moment, the mind goes quiet. It is nice, just sitting here, quietly.   The day turns into night, … Continue reading →

I watched you sleeping in your chair. In time, I realized how I love this chair. It’s like a soft gentle cloud hovering over the earthy landscape of our beige and black rug, an airborne prairie schooner sailing smoothly across … Continue reading →

Isn’t it remarkable how many people claim they don’t exist these days? It must be a trend! Perhaps I’m just moving in too many of the same non-existent crowds, I really ought to expand my circle of social media acquaintances … Continue reading →

When the bee burrows through the petals and into the heart of a rose, it is only searching single-mindedly for you. The flamboyant fragrance of summer lilies merely echoes the intoxicating perfume of your pure radiant presence. What words or … Continue reading →

It’s as if we have been blind for many years, and now, little by little, our sight is returning. Inspired, we try to open our mouths to speak, but our words become like little insects skating across the surface of … Continue reading →

Maybe it’s one of those days when the animals in your house just stare at you, expressionless. You can’t read their intent, perhaps they are quietly weighing the significance of the long history of your incarnations. They make no judgments, … Continue reading →

When we imagine that we are alone, when we think that nobody is looking, our face falls into its natural shape, and at that moment, everybody knows who we really are. We can’t hide it, it is plain to see. … Continue reading →

If we identify long enough with this persona we imagine ourselves to be, we will eventually discover apparent causes for disappointment. Maybe it’s the frailty of the body, the way it slowly comes apart, despite our best efforts at longevity … Continue reading →