Inside gravity, the same things happen, just slower. When a plate breaks, we call it an accident. When a heart breaks, we call it sad. If it is ours, we say tragic. When a dream breaks, we sometimes call it unfair. Yet ants drop dirt and manage more and birds drop...
“When was the last time you listened to the stories of others?” Question put to the sick by a Native American Medicine Man I found myself in a psychodrama group that met every other week for two years. I didn’t have any idea what psychodrama was and would never have...
“Love courses through everything.” Fakhruddiniraqi I recently learned that the first form of pencil was a ball of lead. Having discovered that lead, if scratched, would leave markings, people then wrestled with chunks of the stuff in an attempt to write. Through the...
“Take a pitcher full of water and set it down in the water—now it has water inside and water outside. We mustn’t give it a name, lest silly people start talking again about the body and the soul.” Kabir We can’t help it. We make too much of where we end and where...
The heart is a strong shore and the ocean has many moods. With each day, we have this choice: we can build walls, block ourselves from the light, and suffer a dampness in the soul. Or we can live barely, shine on through, and suffer the nicks of erosion for living in...
