Love of the World
“Wilbur–this lovely world, these precious days…”
Adventures with Humans
Ursa Major
I think at that time, I had hope, faith that if I showed up and faced whatever needed to be faced, I could thrive.
The Thing of It
Rigidness drives us to sequester in thought silos at our detriment and the detriment of the collective. Part of taking back our freedom is reclaiming our relationships with each other, to stretch out of the silo as if to feel the sun for a change.
The Third Person in the Room
The value of it, of being fully present in a conversation is clear to me, but it does take an intentional willingness, a commitment to be vulnerable.
Shifting Despite Plans
Each time there occurred an event with some charge to it, I learned from it and grew
Plastic Flowers
this is how writing helps to bring forth difficult knots into the light of day to be loosened with psyche’s teeth and my faith in the process.
Please, Not That Song
If I can make even one person feel supported, like I’m speaking their language, then it’s all worth it; this is why I am on the planet.
Prehending
as if we were to blame for having been around to have suffered it; our struggle, a dismissible inconvenience.
Focaccia Fasting and Dialogue
The moment when you might realize that the story does not serve you and you can free yourself from it, then you are awake not only to yourself, but to the broader loving universe, to what matters.
The Open Window Between Us
it is as if the pure energy of your conversation completes a circuit that helps to power the world, as if God needed a thought to be worked through, to be spoken out loud.