Kill the Lights by Britney Spears on Grooveshark I get a lot of hits on this website, especially on my blog. Successful requests average over 1,000 per day. This fascinates me. I keep this blog as the tagline suggests, as “my journey to personal truth” and, over the years, I’ve acquired a following. Not really…
seagull chases heron (and wins!) the purring of a ferry engine and red, gauzy sky a kind father teaching his children to fish two kayakers gliding while girls throw stones a small tugboat gracefully pulls more than her share (a metaphor for mothering) there is peace here
I’ve been considering the subtle qualities of communication as well as the intention behind it because of a few experiences I’ve had recently. Even if I am choosing my words carefully and practicing being “assertive” (versus aggressive) or if I’m saying “I’m not attached to the outcome” when I really am VERY attached, it is…
unlearning in an unclassroom One of many boxes created to contain the uncontainable. (the vastness of the universe defiantly sneers at these structures) Brave, beautiful souls baring of self in our chromatic splendor. (we are brighter than these glaring lights that cast false shadows on flat surfaces) Space within space within space.
