I made this while we were talking
about your script.
your day.
life.
We’ve created so many things
together.
side-by-side.
while chatting.
[D1]
(2000 miles but still so close.)
“I have abused my power, forgive me. You mean we actually are One?” I wasn’t in the mood to study French so I listened to this entire album while biking around the lake the other day. Biking lends itself to deep listening so I heard every difficult word of this song. So good. I’ve been…
Ten years later, the sons of Abraham are still fighting and jockeying for power and control the Mothers are still crying and holding and loving. (Choose Love)
“If you are out to describe the TRUTH, leave elegance to the tailor.” -Albert Einstein I am not a tailor and I have lost my tolerance for bullshit and niceties. I can be tactless and unbelievably direct and that’s okay. It’s better than lying.
Yesterday, I spent several hours alone at The Frye Art Museum drinking in the “Moment Magnitude” exhibit. I wrote pages in my journal. Random things I overheard people saying, snippets from the art descriptions or the videos and my own feelings and thoughts that arose. I also took pictures of things strangers had posted in…
the girls and me from the archives “Life is filled with suffering, but it is also filled with many wonders, like the blue sky, the sunshine, the eyes of a baby. To suffer is not enough. We must also be in touch with the wonders of life. They are within us and all around us,…
winter ellipses shimmering essence like butterfly wings– caressing opening softly 1000 roses petals breaking through– defenses illuminated darkness with nocturnal eyes treading softly in– surrender