Tag: writing

People

While Rome burned, people probably compared lentil soup recipes. Just before the Nazi’s took hold, neighbors may have made sauerkraut together and sidestepped political discussions. In current day, this version could be sharing dog pics in mixed groups as the earth melts. Maybe we’ve never been that good at engaging with various opinions, openly sharing… Continue reading People

Comfort within

A man made bird sounds on an early morning bird walk. He tweeted, squeaked, squawked, whistled, buzzed and whooshed with his mouth making him my favorite bird that morning. A couple weeks ago, two people I’ve never met stood at my front fence and voiced observations: “I love your squash forest!”“I love your amaranth! It… Continue reading Comfort within

Misinformation

Misinformation is like junk food. Once you get hooked, nothing else compares. It hits all your immediate imbalances like sugar and salt and a sense of righteous satisfaction lands. It seeps into the synapsis that please the unwieldy parts of the brain. Brain loves anything that backs up brain’s already held opinions. I ask people… Continue reading Misinformation

What’s your suchness?

I woke to two cats fighting inside my house. One of them was mine. This is part of the tension that holds the world together.  It was the suchness of the moment. Suchness is zen talk for the natural state of reality.  I am practicing using it in a sentence. How’s your suchness today?  What… Continue reading What’s your suchness?

Content

Content means substance; meaning. It also means satisfaction. If you were a tiny creature, abandoned by the side of a road, you could become an ambassador. Even a teacher. If you were once healthy but suffered an injury, this is another way to become an ambassador. This happens to beavers, porcupines, whales, owls, and even… Continue reading Content

Weird question headquarters

I miss mouths. I miss lips that purse. Teeth that bite lips. Tongues that stick out. I miss smiles, grimaces, jaw drops, flapping lips. It’s dull without smirks and puckers. A mouth is the opening of a container.  I still see eyes that sparkle, widen, stare, avert, brighten, darken, and blink. Noses have gone away though… Continue reading Weird question headquarters

Social Hermit

I wrote about trees for a while- five articles: pacific yew, gingko, cottonwood, madrone, myrtle wood. It’s hard to write about trees without getting religious. They simply embody holy elements and essence without doing anything. My neighbor’s tree consistently pours out gallons of sweet apples and they do absolutely nothing for it. They always give… Continue reading Social Hermit

Autumn

We are in the business of unburdening our hearts.If it’s too heavy, it’s not worth carrying. I dug into the season of autumn and found a huge backstory. Inspired by Chinese medicine, meditations, and teachers along the way.  Fall brings grief, loss, and decay. Fall also brings breath, generosity, divine connection, unburdening, and balance.  There… Continue reading Autumn

The smell of whale burp

Yesterday evening, upon my return, a parade went through my neighborhood.Call: “Whose lives matter?” Response: “Black Lives Matter!” Call: “Get outta your homes, and into the street!” Repeat. I got outta my home and into the street to see what was going on. I didn’t know what the revolution would look like. I always thought… Continue reading The smell of whale burp