Faceful of moss
I didn’t stand a chance when that plant order came in. Your eyes lit up like embers in a breeze – it’s like you folded into the box yourself – […]
I didn’t stand a chance when that plant order came in. Your eyes lit up like embers in a breeze – it’s like you folded into the box yourself – […]
It is a solid, proven fact that I am horrible at mornings. Picture some sort of grumbling, slumping personification of a grudge that sort of stomps and drags and oozes […]
Today I made the mistake of deciding to finally tackle the clothes all over the house, with all the half-empty drawers and closets that looked like a bomb had gone […]
Years ago – I mean like maybe 10, 11, more than that years ago – there were songs Joe used to play for me when I was having a tough […]
As I continue attempting to grow up, I cannot help but notice how incredibly hard it is to be a functioning human. Not in the biological sense (though that, too, […]
My meditation this morning went awfully. Or wonderfully, depending on how you see it. I just could not stay on the breath today. Incessant, irregular rhythm of Jinbei alternating pattering […]
So far, on my venture to find my dance again, I have managed to succeed about halfway. It’s the half that matters more to me, so overall I’m pleased. I’ve […]
Many, many years ago I spent a magical night on a balcony in Santiniketan, sitting in my mother’s lap, with the stars and the fireflies flickering around us like tiny […]
We mere mortals may make plans, but every day has its own path we end up following. And so, it’s been a few days since I last danced. No sugar-coating […]
I wonder if I had any idea – the last time I flew across a dance floor – that that would maybe be the last time I would fly across […]