in the rubble of self-righteousness

on letting go | part 4 in the rubble of self-righteousness In keeping with the theme of letting go, and of moving forward, there are several thoughts that have come up with me in the wake of several (additional) crises that have played out over the last several weeks. While Marianne Williamson (yes, her) putContinue reading “in the rubble of self-righteousness”

uprooted from a sometime somewhere

on letting go | part 2 uprooted from a sometime somewhere i miss a tender wilderness that i’ve not ever (truly) known it is a place so far away that i’m not lonesome though i am alone — because — the columns of the rainforest the colors of the sky blanket all my being asContinue reading “uprooted from a sometime somewhere”

a very American anxiety

on letting go | an introduction called a very American anxiety Turbulence is the tone and timbre of late, here in America but also globally, and no reprieve has been promised. No end seems to be in sight. No captain is coming over the loudspeaker to let us know that this is just a briefContinue reading “a very American anxiety”

Residual | Part 6

residual | part 6 roots like veins Roots like veins: How gently they reach first; Then, not at all. Suddenly they’re shoots that call Unto the soil, the earth’s Very core. So doggedly Will not dissolve Until you know what They have done so for. I know this rhythm All too well: Overplayed song I’veContinue reading “Residual | Part 6”

Residual | Part 5

residual | part 5 ‘What if I were smiling, and running into your arms? Would you see then what I see now?’ We wait for so much beneath the embrace of fluorescent lights— Lingering is a natural state of things. It pushes us towards entropy, that slow-consuming enemy; It eats at order we desire, andContinue reading “Residual | Part 5”