I want to write a poem about beauty and love and laughter and kindness and inspiration and heroes, about Grandma’s hands, and Grandpa’s chuckles, and the smell of the dog I had as a child and the sweet tartness of apples and the purring pleasure of an orgasm and snowflakes sparkling in sunlight and those…
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90) Gratitude Day 8: Loneliness
I am grateful for loneliness. It also sucks. Being lonely isn’t exactly the kind of thing one yearns for generally. Imagine the kid in grade 2, and the teacher, all gung ho to connect with the kids this year and REALLY give them a good educational, inspirational experience. “So what do you want to…
27) Gratitude Day 7: Breaking Your Vows
I am grateful for a Rumi poem. It’s the opening poem to the beautiful book, The Illuminated Rumi. “Come, come, whoever you are! Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again , come ,…
22) Gratitude Day 3: Bugs
I’m grateful for bugs. There is a SOUND that I associate in my memory with the idyllic little farm where I spent the best years of my childhood. And I know it is a real memory, because I went back one day, 25 years after leaving that place, and the very moment I stepped out…
#Infinity) September 29, 2017 – TurnAround
Friday, September 29, 2017 “5, 4, 3…..” This day in history, I declare normal life, in all respects, to be over. I know you’re busy. So here it is, in one bite sized chunk. Ten years ago, I feared the day when science would tell us that our planetary life support system was about to…
7) Beauty eh?
Want to learn how to see lightning bolts on a sunny day? No? Seriously? Okay fine…whatever. Your loss! Oh, wait, you said yes? Oh okay, cool. Then I have a little story for you. About lightning bolts. And the Secret of Life. One of my favourite things in the world is to wander around, uh,…