My mother is gone, and our family has yet to recover. There were some great bonding moments between my father and I, yet even those have faded into the gray clouds she left behind. My sister went further down the spiral, now living in a halfway house. She makes progress from time to time, but …
Allow feeling its rightful place.Experience, the very purpose.Embracing life’s offerings.Loosely grasping at the surface. It comes, it goes.Impermanence ebbs and flows. Great mother’s bloom.Rising from ancestral tomb. Many fruit lay bitter sweet.No less joy found to eat. All must rest in earthly slumber.Rising whole in greater number.
I’m at a loss for words on this trip, but that may be more from exhaustion. This was the first long distance (13 mi) overnight hike of the year for this middle aged, out of shape, desk dweller. I didn’t bring a camera other than my cell phone this round, as I tried to limit …
23 years ago, I couldn’t imagine still being alive, let alone in a place where I wanted to live. I felt helpless, hopeless and beyond redemption. I carried with me a suitcase full of issues that could fill a library. Struggling with ideas of heaven and hell, I was damned, lost, dubbed demon by all, …
Creativity seems to require a bit of boredom and/or displeasure in life as it stands. Why else would we be compelled to create something that isn’t there, or to look at things through a different lens (pun intended). Today is a day where nothing is wrong, but nothing seems to go right. Lack of proper …
