poetry, photography and reflections on life, aging, and dharma
unbounded, indifferent space the sun, the moon, the stars this silver globe of sky each cloud, each breath of wind, these mountains the sea, all creatures and every impossible flower, all of this is me — the loss of a single leaf, a breath the death of a single bird and I am forever … Read more
it’s always the lovely ones who brave this world without a shell, fated to feel everything, to snag themselves on every thorn, strike every sharp corner of this brilliant chaotic world. yet they rise and rise again undaunted wounded but alive, shake themselves off and look the word straight in the eye … Read more
on hearing the voices of children late at night from our riad deep within the Medinah…. last night last night, just as I closed the door to consciousness and stepped into the cool blue anteroom of sleep, I heard the voices of small children, rising, falling, echoing through the house, familiar voices … Read more
if Valentines day was a life and not a day…. because of its speechless improbability this miracle of green emerging soft so shyly from the damp dark because it feeds equally on sun and rain relishing both always reaching to unite heaven and earth beacause of is powers of alchemy transmuting the rot … Read more
there’s always hope with enough butter and bacon, all gluten free! who knew, until the sellers told us, of this ubiquitous poison in our bread? and not just for an unlucky few, those with identifiable disease, but for all of us—go gluten free and you’ll feel better—go free of anything fool and you’ll … Read more
as the first clouds of the coming storm ride up and over the mountains, catching and casting the gold of the late day sun, while in the valleys arrayed to the east deep cloud-shadows slide up and over and around, caressing the long curves of her hills, then fall away, smoothly like the silk of … Read more
