Waiting for something real, better, more fulfilling or true can occupy a lot of emotional real estate. Looking forward to the future is fine if the looking does not evolve into living for the future or in the past. Neither exists really, so where does that leave you? While you wait for, oh, the sun […]
All the wanting in the world, all the hoping and pleading are puffs of smoke, stinging the eyes and burning the nose, leaving ashy residue on every surface. The fragrance of anxious desires lingers, once it soaks into the fabric of life. It is good to see it, awake to it, and then to wash it […]
hope is a whisper in the darkness of disaster brilliant in unimaginable ways persistent and undaunted when humanity is tossed within the morass that evil fosters hope seems always to reappear stronger, bolder outcome notwithstanding what must be two sides to a coin balanced on a minted edge like a thousand others hope is a […]
only come to love awareness is that secret is no mystery see it emerge everywhere I am here today, as I am. I can finally put away the burden of the constant drone of insufficiency. It is enough for me to be. What a relief, yes? The more miraculous in taking this many days to […]
simple true enough today I am as I am wrapped in deep hearing to be is enough for me perfect timing is pressed firm within my being nevermind my rush limited is my dreaming
“In the book of life, the answers aren’t in the back.” — Charles M. Schultz
You have enough. You are enough.