Behold!

Behold!

"I went walking and found hearts everywhere." Cordiform is the name given to heart-shaped leaves. There are a lot of them along the walking path near the canal outside of my condo. We have the great privilege of awareness. We are witnesses to the world, to each other, and to life. What in the world takes your attention? How do you carry the slice of the world to which you attend? 

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Vows To Life

Vows To Life

We are married to life. Our relationship to life may be the most intimate of all our relationships, more intimate even than with our parents, our family, our life partner, or our children. We are always in a context, always contained by life, always held in its arms. LIfe made its vow to you and will be with you until death do you part. The question is: What vow(s) would you make to life if you enter into this marriage consciously?

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Let The World Wait

Let The World Wait

My writing often starts with sensory attention to the immediate world. I sometimes look around my house and see things in and out of place, reminders of projects in process, of a duty that needs doing, of an item needing care, repair, or one best discarded. And it is easy to fall prey to the demand of things and wait on the world. But it doesn't have to be that way! What if you dropped the struggle to shape your life and let the world wait for you?

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Welcome Home

Welcome Home

We often lose ourselves in order to live in the world, shooing away the wild and unacceptable in us and leaving it to fend for itself in a psychic terra-ephemera.  But that which we turn away often returns. Our response determines whether it will come as friend or foe, whether it will be our curse or our blessing.  How will you answer when the feral child, now fully grown, comes knocking?

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Secrets On The Edge

Secrets On The Edge

In my late teens and early twenties, I often had a strong feeling that something important had happened or was about to happen, something of which I should certainly be aware, but it remained unknown. It was a demanding feeling that sometimes put me on edge. I escaped it by concluding that I must have dreamed something that remained unconscious. The feeling still comes on occasion to this day. I have learned to welcome these deep secrets as a sign of something ripening in the nether regions of my soul.

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