Authenticity is not unveiled in a swoop of the cape. That only goes to show the last few days or hours or minutes– whatever the length of time has been since the previous flourish of unveiling– have been inauthentic. What the flourish reveals is the port of entry to our truth’s harbor. You enter by submarine. Your instruments have failed. The ballast is leaking and the batteries are dead. The hull is creaking and popping in […]
Hafiz and I have started an air band. It’s a summer thing. I guess. A now and forever thing. Like being eight years old and playing tag with your cousin on a wrap-around porch on a day that will never, ever forget you. The sky behind the house turns pink and orange in a valley between tall trees and we appear on the widow’s walk just as the bass line sets the table. We’re both […]
It is in my response to the world that I discover the thoughts most active within me, and it is quite often a humbling experience. The movement stretches and pulls and teases to the surface residual uncertainties and doubt. I have taken in reams and reams of information over the years intended to set me (and all of us) free, which my Undersecretary of Actual Motivations has taken under advisement, and accepted with a begrudging […]
My friends–! May the awareness of Love settle upon you as if the discarded cape of the Archangel Zorro has curled down through the great skies above in curling volutes of black velvet wonder like the skyfall shuffle of an impassioned chorus of sting rays– enfolding and squishing and fluttering around, riding currents of wind and smoky light, hugging thermals and insights and suddenly scooting sideways with gusts of certainty shot through its belly– to settle […]
Once in a while Hafiz takes things too far. Like after I took him to the Celtics game where he noted with ear-to-ear enthusiasm the musical ambush they sprung upon us during TV timeouts that filled the entire arena and every soul in it with raucous abandon and a preview of the apocalypse. Next day I’m sitting quietly on the living room floor in a stare down with some hint of brokenness, stirring the kettle […]
During the month of April, Hariod and I had a back-and-forth discussion on the idea of karma– what it is and isn’t and how its effects may play out in our lives. It turned into a somewhat lengthy discussion by blogging standards, but we didn’t think it made sense to serialize it, so are offering it here as a PDF file. It should read easily in a web browser, an e-book reader, and/or be easily […]
(This post is a continuation of the previous…) What’s a teckinal discussion, Hafiz? the child asked. Well! Hafiz replied, sitting down beside the little one, that is a very tricky thing, you see. That is when we try to identify what each thing is all by itself with such great precision any confusion in it will be squeezed right out. Sensing immediately God was an idea that would break apart beneath such pressure, the child turned […]
One time when Hafiz was balancing on one foot atop an intriguing round stone the size of a small house that was sunk into the sand beside a very fine sea and dimpled by the impact of ancient particles of dust from outer space, with his arms crossed, or flapping like wings against a blue beyond, or hitched to his side, and his other leg folded up yogically– alternately very stork-like beneath him– or resting […]
It is hard to grasp the mind’s power. In this regard I would say I have largely attempted to judge the mountain based on how fast it can run. It rather misses the point. But lately it feels like there is power in the quiet. The patterns of fence mending and worthy-making want back in from time to time, but somehow I’ve unsheathed the knife that cuts through the web. It’s kind of fun. I […]
After a day of you gotta’ be kiddin’ me and please listen to the following menu of options before making your selection, I sat on the couch with one knee up– one arm dangling off it like I could give a damn– and eyeballed the Flyers in a must win game. I eventually slid down the hill of one day I’m gonna’ teach this world a lesson and drifted off to sleep, only to find myself […]
Embracing Forever 