It’s late in a long day. You know the ones. A few aches and pains are emerging: the backing is starting to show through the pile. Something wants to be slept off, rebooted, allowed to lose its way, permitted to dissolve, misplaced, or forgotten. That’s when Hafiz drops by unannounced, bubbly as a mountain spring, says, “Wanna’ go dancing?” Eyes roll… “You kidding me?” “Well,” he says, “it just seemed like you were starting to take […]
I began by thinking to myself, “I will log in and write a few words about what is happening.” This is a reasonable stance for a first-year blogger. And I could do that… if I actually knew what was happening. But I don’t. For a while now I’ve been developing an interpretive disability. I see something. I hear something. But I can’t decide what it means. I can’t tell if it’s a win or a […]
I work away in my castle of thought, jolly as a clam, surrounded by parchment stacks, withered ledgers, flat screen monitors speckled by looping video clips of the past- (for research purposes)- key chains full of memory sticks, key chains full of keys to foot lockers, desk drawers, leather-bound briefcases, bulkhead doors, bicycle locks, motor vehicles, and a big-wheeled red tractor that gurgles when it idles, plus there are reams of photographs, black and white, […]
The Truth is True. That we can say for sure. Beyond that, it gets kind of prickly. Consider, for instance… …when a being who has latched onto a thought that is out of accord with the Truth is enjoying a period of relative satisfaction, expansion, and accomplishment in the world, it might be noted by some that things are going well, and concluded by others that a general condition of harmony must therefore reign in […]
I cling yet to the known, no longer panicked, but bemused by the early warning signs of my precipitous departure, dangling auspiciously over the side of this ledge, fingers clenching the last tufts of what has been as I hang in a state of white-knuckled longing for what will be, waving gently to and fro over all of space like a piñata awaiting the strike of some holy timber. This reluctance to all out surrender, […]
Sometimes we lose sight of the sheer unprecedentedness of our awareness. We are aware. It’s a worthy subject of reflection. Some would say, perhaps, that at one point in “time” there was no such thing as awareness, and somewhere along the way, there was. Thinking this way causes my neurons to enter states of quantum superposition… and get stuck. I can imagine unawareness, somehow. As if it existed, and maybe still exists. I know that […]
You… Is that you? Inside of me? I can feel you passing from one world to the next, the way the sun passes between the days, with shadows fleeing from the brilliance. I go about my day. You go about yours. We are entangled without intersection. What do you call this superposition? I looked but you were gone. I saw moonlight beaming on a field of curled grass and a wooden hatch- another one of […]
Heartsense is neither commonsense, nor nonsense. It has a logic, but it’s not the type that requires premises or grammar. Its a logic that bubbles up once in a while inside of you and leaves you smirking at the sky, chuckling, another long held supposition put paid by a delicious ‘Aha!’ It goes something like this: I was mistaken, and I’m not happy about it, but it was so delicious to be found out. These […]
One of the aspects of reading A Course of Love that I really enjoyed, aside from the feeling it evoked of having Love itself shovel coal into the furnace of my heart deep into the night, was the string of observations Jesus made about this experience we’re having as personal beings. Paragraph after paragraph, Jesus tells us about who we are, in ways he couldn’t have known, unless he’s been in there… through doubt, through […]
It was a strange week and I did a strange thing. I wrote a play… (Not long…) A Trap That Only We (We=One=All) Can Spring! ACT I (A quiet city street. A solitary lamp overhead. Steam rising from a manhole cover. A couple of apartment doors are set back from the curb. There is a soda can and miscellaneous urban detritus along the gutter.) (Vinnie, despondent, trundles onto the stage. He is mumbling to himself, […]
Embracing Forever 