A series of thoughts and reflections from my daily writing practice.
Crisp air Hats and hoodies A quiver wraps around these bones The subtle creation and propagation of tension An exhale Relax, soften, ease…
The warm kiss of the sun As light breaks over the rim of the horizon Received by a smirk that flows to a smile Skin that stands on end and…
We are so linked to one another We train one another We pass on to one another All the time To accept everything And choose what I…
It's the normal moments The groggy good morning mumbles And the good nights slipping from lips as heavy as the eye lids Where we get to…
The tenderness Of pain The depths at which we go to continue it To deepen it Not wanting to and yet Carving away, deepening, strengthening,…
A good trigger A triggered moment Lays bare attachment and aversion An unveiling so to speak A buffet Of shit I don't wanna eat That I…
First lesson This body won't be as it is forever To move slow To learn slowness To allow for slowness Now No need to wait Had the first…
A sweetness To bear the unbearable To bare To the unbarable How do we do it She asked I don't know But we do
Life just isn't so separate Addressing one thing Feels like it addresses all others And not tending to another Feels like not tending to…
Crisp air Hats and hoodies A quiver wraps around these bones The subtle creation and propagation of tension An exhale Relax, soften, ease Let go
There is a propping up of an idea A sustained delusion of sorts The sustaining of something that is not here Yet can be experienced by just the mind That seems to be the operating force of bringing an idea into reality Is that a problem? Which delusions am I choosing? A light rain gently kisses the ground around me As I sit under a tree on a park bench A flutter of sparrows Move as one Yet my oh my each and every one With an opinion and clear preference Oh how nature shows itself In all forms
Patience in our fire Inhale the heat and let it transform That which is solid Until it is no longer Until it may be moved Sit with the heat inside Stripped down Bare The essential revealed Of what it is to be in a body This precious, soft, vulnerable Body With no escape But to escape, escape itself A simple stop Check mate To the fire of it all Burn me down Melt me Show me what is essential Refine me To vapor, or ash, or molten plasma I yield to that which is immoveable
I am recognizing That who I am Needs to make space for who I am becoming Habitual ways of being Of seeing and thinking Are to fall away A death To give life Fall is near Acorns litter the ground And seeds are burrowing