the only place

my friend db is right that safety can only exist in the now. it is nothing but a continual, eternal non-stop affirmation that at least for this moment, we are not under attack. This is repeated over and over and over again in a grueling practice of ...

yet another mystery

we don't know... when our mid-point comes.

i'm convinced i'm well past mine, into the latter half, the last one before mortality.

i accept.

my heart

'old people don't like going fast' i texted myself today. i wanted to remember—now that i ...

It takes courage to live well on Earth.

Jacob Bronowski described people—and roughly i paraphrase—as a splendid coming together of form. We are Life meandering on Earth, patient, curious, and persistent.

in steps

We exist in this complex evolved form only because it is more stable, ever less ...

grace

every rare now and then i'm allowed to stand down, to feel either so safe that vigilance can be relaxed, or so humbled by my tininess that i surrender, but no, that's not standing down, that's an animal of a different skin.

standing down says you ...

the cup

I was imagining a room, Vasthalla i named it (total derivative of the whole cool Iceland vibe), big enough for floating trees. I was imagining a bequest upon me as Odin might bestow: to be tasked with, and capable of, carving a great hall out of the mountainside ...