I found this written in an old journal today. The author is unknown.
“When I hear somebody sigh, “Life is hard,” I am always tempted to ask, “Compared to what?”” -Sydney J. Harris I love that. My lover recently said that since he met me, nothing is in his “too hard box”. I love that too. Let’s all find ways to just take everyfuckingthing out of our “too…
It is such a misguided notion to believe there is any other place to be but this one– the sweet smell of rain (the droplets falling on the very paper on which I was writing this), surrounded by poetry. A church bell chimes nearby and machines whirrrrrr all around me. The cacophony of seagulls crying…
What if everything we did, thought, said and experienced was perfect just the way it was? What if we came here to learn through our experiences? What if a Higher Power came to experience life through us so nothing was bad or wrong but just was? Would that change our perceptions of ourselves? Would we…
Write a poem for peace and send it to mailto:kokua@olympus.net by February 12. The poems will be presented that day. You don’t have to be Yeats or Whitman. Just write from your heart. And remember to hold PEACE in your heart while doing it. If we want peace, we must embody it. BE PEACE my…