Tag Archives: nonduality

Desperation (#tbt)

Desperation… it conjures up images of a salty body prone in the sand, baking under a scorching, desert sun, dry-mouthed, so hot yet too dehydrated even to sweat; after hours walking, hours crawling, hours struggling to continue in search of … Continue reading

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Muddled things

In hasty desires live muddled things, seeming stunted and unformed. Yet they move with deliberate ease, unfazed by passing storms. I fear that on a closer look like icebergs they may be; their bulky power invisible beneath a murky sea. … Continue reading

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Little Light of Mine (#TBT)

The lies I tell myself are all that keep me going. They’re all that I have. Is there anything but self-deception? Yes and no. To say everything is a lie misses the mark. Is anything ever that simple? Yes and … Continue reading

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Embers

The log swells; turgidity pushed to its limits. Wood cracks and splits as boiling water expands and forces steaming vapor up and out. Rather than dampen the fire, moisture is overcome by heat and the frenzy only increases with the … Continue reading

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Arcoiris

The arc of history bends just right, like the look she gave me last night. It’s a bow and arrow, shooting far; part flood, a boat a la mar. An ark on an arc, filled two by two; a couple … Continue reading

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Duramen

My mind raced. I knew I wouldn’t feel anything. Do I ever really feel anything? I move through my feelings so fast it can be hard to tell. I wonder whether it’s all for show. It seemed my thoughts had … Continue reading

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Great Falls

I went to great falls today, and walked out to the overlook on Olmsted island. Two vultures with small, leathery, red heads and black, cloak-like bodies sat perched on a craggy outcropping of gray-green rock amid tall, bare-branched trees and … Continue reading

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