Category: Notes & Reflections

I wonder if healing is just when the future is unwritten. When it is freed from the past? Freed even from the imagination of it. When hope is like water, and the tea is just tea for you and I to drink. When we don’t seek meaning or meaninglessness? Life or death? The day is…

I was cast aside, like garden waste, when I knew it was real. Into the mound of the forgotten, the used and useless. But, all these years were not wasted. I was learning how to fertilize, utilize disintegration, deterioration towards resurrection, towards new life. I was unworthy, once. But I heard her singing inside me…

What to say of the coming of spring? How I learned not to ask why, and just let the seasons change within. Let them change between me and everyone I ever knew. Even if all those gentle Crocuses look like hearts already broken, I pluck one and apologize. I recognize the sheer force of the…

I love listening to languages I do not understand — bird song, cats eyes, daisies and dreams. All the words are safe with me, I am learning languages. There is a time an artist must create only to destroy the empire of the past. When it is emptiness alone that must step into the future.…