Beauty in Tragedy

Here’s something I read today about judging and the path of awareness. read it. it’s awesome. my fave part, “Ken: Whoa, whoa, what’s this nice shit?”. Exactly. We are taught by those in control that it is GOOD to be NICE. UGH. How about if it’s enough to just BE REAL? I judge a lot…

For the Everyday Matters Group “Kitchen Challenge”. I struggled not to judge every imperfection and succeeded by just getting lost in the designs of the tin. I found it very meditative to draw the design and go over it with my favorite graphite pencil. I’m delighted with the result because I stuck to it and…

I love this magical little plant. I got a start of it from my sister-in-law. Apparently, the original plant was cared for by my partner’s grandmother. I love caring for it as my children grow. I feel as though I’m watering their roots in tandem with the plant’s roots.  

the wind is howling the sickness has taken hold my foolish hearts aches

“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.” -Rumi