care – Reaching Joy

On Paper

words flow out like water you were made to create carry each line with care glide over them like a feather on glass you are made of stars; let them be your pen. April 16, 2016

One must read the signs carefully, my child– it is not every day the sun and moon touch lips and then part ways. Do no let one chase the other in vain– follow their footsteps into the sky and realize your own emptiness, your own infinity, your own basic goodness stretching out like aContinue reading “Eclipse”

She Cares

No– I do not agree that you can care about someone, something “too much.” It’s all about how you act upon that care you can be the camel– carry a load upon your back and make it feel natural, still, but heavy, or you can be the water. Drink only what is necessaryContinue reading “She Cares”