I lay within the morning quiet
My mind drifts to memories
As rain’s drumbeat calms.
A strange, irrythmic sound
Unexpected gaps of silence
Cool air chills my fingers
Category: General Musing
A Meditation On Rumi
I adore Rumi. The wisdom within his poetry has long guided me.
Within this small line: the importance of faith. Not necessarily directed toward any particular diety. Simply regarding our community.
Our futures are unknowable until they become our past. Even then meaning slowly gets gleaned.
I live with a dangerous mindset: desiring to understand all the ramifications of a choice before I act. This impossibility risks paralyzing me. Often, it has. Losing opportunity out of fear? That’s sad.
I need to embrace that the way will appear when it needs to, and not a moment before. And that this way is good, it is for the best.
Believe the unknown and uncontrollable are not reasons to hide, to wait, relegating opportunity to vapor.
Inheritance: A Meditation
What is my Inheritance?
The stuff of privilege
Trust funds and disconnect
And a misunderstanding of struggle
A Great Gary Snyder Quote
As a long time fan of Snyder’s work, this delights me.
Loving Vincent: A Haiku & A Trailer
The life of Van Gogh
Quite broad in its depths and heights
This tortured genius
This film looks absolutely stunning. Now placed upon my “to watch” list, I look forward to shifting it to “watched”.
Daytime Memories
Sunlight has climbed out
The forces of daytime surge
Hints of blessed nights
Be Yourself
Often sleep damaged
When we try to cram our souls
Into other forms
Life is hard enough without trying to force ourselves into something we’re not. Finding a place of deep love and compassion for ourselves is a key step to everything peace and tranquility.
Clear, Cold Nights
Autumn’s air quite cool
Clear nights bring frost to my car
And these nights are long
Negative Self-Talk
Awake in the night
Fear whispering in my ear
White noise of deceit
Dreams of the open road
Once I dreamt
Of the open road’s
Mysteries and delights
Envisioning freedom
And escape, adventures
The discovery of myself
Now I see
Cold nights
Buried in blankets
Fog inside on windows
Surf’s call outside and loud