Come to the edge.We might fall.Come to the edge.It’s too high!COME TO THE EDGE!And they came,and he pushed,and they flew. ~~Christopher Logue It’s been nearly five years now since I left the world. I still recall the look on my friends’ and co-worker’s faces when I told them that I was heading off to […]
The World is Burning
July 27, 2014 By | 13 Comments
I’ve found it immensely painful to read the news these past few years. The politics, the scandals, disasters heaped upon disasters, the hatred seeping from the headlines was more than I thought I could bear.
The Agony of Defeat
February 23, 2014 By | 5 Comments
We as a society honor our victors, the winners, the ones who beat our agreed upon opponent, our enemy. Yet at what cost do our celebrations over the loss of another aid in our consciousness, our minds and our hearts?
Living on the edge
June 30, 2013 By | 8 Comments
It was near the beginning of my bus ride and the end of my book when a tiny spider showed up on the page I was reading. Her arrival was quite auspicious.
I’ll take an order of unfettered and alive
June 9, 2013 By | 4 Comments
On this glorious nearly summer day, I find myself spinning in a blender of abysmal dread. Okay, dread may be too intense. Is cataclysmic overwhelm less alarming?
Some like it hot
May 5, 2013 By | 2 Comments
Today was summer. I put on sandals for the first time in eight months. I basked in the joy of sitting outside with a friend, sipping our coffees and our conversation without wind and rain and wool escarpments hindering our access to each other’s presence. All that said, I must admit to what might seem like a treasonous leaning on such a magnificent day. I miss winter.
The 20% Solution
April 1, 2013 By | 3 Comments
My assignment: cut 20% of extraneous duties out of my life. No musts, no have-tos, only to answer this question: what would two hours of beauty look like?
The Joy of Sick
March 17, 2013 By | 14 Comments
“A sacred illness is one that educates us and alters us from the inside out…” ~ Deena Metzger Late last Wednesday evening, I rolled my wee suitcase and my tired body up and down the glistening wet sidewalks of my city’s streets, making my way home. I had just finished a 10-hour van-bus-ferry-bus ride from Birken Forest […]
Suffering: The Sequel
February 17, 2013 By | 5 Comments
This week I sat with death and endings. In my meditations I watched each inhale as if it were my last; each exhale the final one I would taste in this life.
A Boy, a Tiger, and a Tale of Suffering
February 11, 2013 By | 8 Comments
Walking out into the chill of the night after seeing “Life of Pi”, I didn’t believe in God, but I did have an overwhelming sense of drowning in suffering.
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