Love people, use things This is the tagline of one of the podcasts which I listen to sometimes, The Minimalists Like many of these phrases, it’s easy on the ear but has mostly slid off Until it stuck, and then sunk in and now it is how I filter things when I want to get […]
Life reaches out and touches us Tangling in our guts Resonating Entering through eyes which wonder A chest that throbs Veins pulsing Nose crinkling One moment intoxicated The next repelled By an onslaught of smells Hairs dancing up my arm Tastebuds squirting Feet hurting And that patch of tree hung shade dropping the temperature of […]
We can go away Run away Walk away Drive away Away away away And yet, everything follows as if packed in a bag on purpose It springs out as soon as we answer the phone The biggest mistake then Was to think it could ever be different And as I watched his happy expression drain […]
We blow so much energy into something that doesn’t even exist A shadow balloon that extends to every corner of the earth Breathe breathe breathe oooooouuuuuttttt And when do we breathe in? The morning light The sound of wind blown leaves Why would anyone fight to preserve out here When they’ve all gone down the […]
When I am here, I feel I should be there or anywhere else really To be here is to sit on a pile of ants ants like, jobs to do, ants like, emails to return ants like, what’s for dinner? ants like, water the plants So the only answer to the antics of the ants […]
My dog, covered in sticky mud, sprayed me with filth as he shook it off He smiled at me, even though I had just yelled at him five minutes ago for almost jerking my arm out of my socket – chasing a rabbit Dogs They act on impulse born of instinct, love deeply, forgive quickly, […]
Fine china gathering dust untouched while my everyday mug with a chip near the lip is used daily We reach for the things that are familiar and dear and let the “good” rot away out of misplaced fear that we will break the beautiful things and then we won’t have them But what is the […]
I blow upon a dandelion And make a little wish Yet I choose the same as I did yesterday So, I don’t believe in dandelion fluff Or fairy dust Anymore …. We are always in a position to choose. But how often do we take that opportunity, or even see that such a thing exists? […]
I will create as I speak This is the original meaning of the word abracadabra. Real isn’t the opposite of positive. Real can be both positive and negative, with some of superlatives and hype toned down. Positivity gets a bad wrap these days, as all things that have reached their zenith in peoples consciousness do, […]
I struck a match, tried to light a candle It was a small match a difficult wick My fingers were burning before the candle lit It made me think of our lives. Broken into small matchsticks that we light each morning. A day, 24 hours, many spent sleeping. And sleep is important. Some days linger […]
