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Small Hands
A surrender to softness and flow—where logic fades, the river speaks, and the heart remembers what the mind cannot hold: that we belong to earth, and to love.
I is Me
A reflection on fear, selfhood, and myth—where the lone hero dissolves, and healing begins in the embrace of the whole, not the chase of the broken self.
Stepping Outside The Shadows Of Myself
Those two boys to my left are my sons when they were much younger and I subscribed to a much different paradigm of life, so different in fact that what I am about to write would have been unthinkable when this photo was taken.
Melody of Self
A meditation on connection and self—where beauty lives in shared feeling, and the song of the self becomes most real when sung in someone else’s embrace.
Chronicle of Dreaming Man
Every morning,
he would row his boat
gently down the stream,
merrily,
thinking life is but a dream.
He was not concerned with how things worked,
but rather how they seem
inside his often broken heart,
Running To Love
Yesterday, I was on a run near a river and actively pondering the experience of love when I had a profound realization about myself that I think is relevant for others. All my life, love has been an experience for me that has felt so utterly massive, so real, that I have run from it. I went out on my run yesterday with the intent to explore why this is the case, and I unexpectedly ran into an answer.
In Plain Sight
As
I lay hiding,
confiding
to no one
and no thing,
the remnants of past selves
bring
me pain
inside the heart
I pretend is my brain
is a boy,
so scared
to share himself
with a world
What is Love?
Exploring the complexities of love, this file questions if love is a feeling, an action, or something deeper.
Soft Feelings
Soft feelings are hard to let go,
especially when they bleed
into dreams
and streams
of consciousness
that meander and flow
into places I do not understand
or know.
Broken people made whole
inside the hole
within the sphere of the heart
of the soul
and liquid dreams,
Motivation
We have all heard it. “If I were you, I would…” Is such a statement meant to motivate, or is it instead a strategy by which we assert our position in life? Is it motivation at all?