Thoughts Provoked On Breathing
From the monthly archives:
Leaving the non-duality of paradise for an earthly incarnation, we must abandon Eden, that somewhere faaaaabulous Garden of perfection. When we choose to eat of the apple, i.e. open our eyes and see, we open Pandora’s Box of tricks. Taking that hard right turn out of the Garden leaves us vulnerable to imperfection. This is [...]
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The rich sabor of August comes from more than turned-over earth smells, tastes of warm vine tomatoes, and owl-screams piercing the night. There is something about her heat and somnolence that imbues luxe perception–when we take time. August herself could be one of Titian’s queens, or Rembrandt’s Graces, where more is definitely more, and more [...]
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We like grooves. The groove is known, dependable, and requires minimal upkeep. Woe unto us if we remain in the groove. But wait! Isn’t a groove all about warm, soft, honey-home contentment of the known: The shoes that fit our feet, the face that fits our persona, the habit that makes us likeable, the automatic [...]
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We walk hand in hand Facing forward into leaf-dappled sunlight Straight from last night’s slivery silver sun-straffed moon. In between we dreamed This is the dream. This hand in hand hour seen Precious, shimmering, passing. A morning’s ephemeral mist, A breathless breath rising Here and gone. “Only a dream,” we say Except, we held hands, [...]
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