Realism.s

My own particular brand of bleak is firm, and unambiguous enough to recognise our dark as a basic truth: the world-rending fire of the human soul is fearsome, yet only another face of the death seeded so deeply within us. But bleak is neither black nor white, only barren -- and what is barrenness but…Read more Realism.s

Pores

The world gets into our pores and writes on us lines with the clay of earth, warmth of sun bite of wind caress ; sorrow & joy clog our faces with our insides, the experience of our lived Grind:connected. Existentially, we are slow-born sculptures that tell of a daring hand a fiery eye, laced with…Read more Pores

Everything Unresolved

-- "...I would like to beg you dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given…Read more Everything Unresolved

Rilke on Love and Other Difficulties…

          I will try at some juncture to say my own bit here, but for now let me say that this is one of the most inspiring quotes about relationship that I have ever come across and I highly recommend this work. There are chapters and chapters of these brilliant and soulful observations in the…Read more Rilke on Love and Other Difficulties…

Memo # 8 ~ Deep River (Shusako Endo)

"...And death itself began working backwards..." A tree grows up into the light, oxygen-laden air from out of the dark, decaying remains of its parent. Forest fires are part of the cycle of a healthy forest. Ever noticed that serving someone makes your heart more glad than being served. In my own experience, dying to…Read more Memo # 8 ~ Deep River (Shusako Endo)

Memo #5

Memo #5 ~ Simone Weil and Stringfellow The nature of Love is, enigmatically, found in perpetual Act, defined in the solitude granted within the oneness of intimacy, elusive as vapor and yet as ever-present and powerful as well. The nature of Love is dialectical, overpowering and underwhelming at the same time, in the tiny details…Read more Memo #5

against another rain

these rains are soft and searching, long and lurching with the need that scrabbles deepwithin my chest for a toe-hold: one small crack in which to place a finger- nail but today my heart is obsidian ,smooth as glass, and that precious, ancient, spongey wisdom of Redwood is far from my stony mind and anguished…Read more against another rain

_willingly_bound_

there really is a magic in -- a lifting out of -- oneself that occurs in any human relationship: the complicated weave of displacement, replacement and implacement, an elastic flow of faith --delicate-- requiring two very different and distinct threads linked with a recognized and indescribable Other (submission) --steadfast-- guileless love leaving the heart wide…Read more _willingly_bound_

cummings on love

this is one of my favorite poems about love. there are more, but this one always comes to mind, and it makes me happy. last thursday was our wedding anniversary, and it has been a beautiful and cherishing one, so i wanted to dedicate this post to tim. 🙂 all my heart & love to…Read more cummings on love

Matter.

don't feel like turning myself on my head just to look at the world with new eyes. to see it all through glass or crystal, doesn't matter. burning lava or glowing rubies set in silver -- my heart is blank and empty because everything is(n't) good just the way it is(n't) and that's the way…Read more Matter.

Wings IV

i. wings, great w i d e silverswimming wings overhead drew a single shadow on the ground, in my heart of hearts. darker than the pupils of my eyes, deepdoubletblueand swimmingly azure with unshed tears--- when the heart tears it bleeds bright skyblue(the origin of worldly-wondrous colors is far wider, far more v a s…Read more Wings IV

Art, Culture, & the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man

1Art, Culture, and the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man; The Universal Applicability of Living in Truth and Accepting Responsibility as Destiny The essence of the conflict… is not a confrontation between two ideologies (for instance a socialist with a liberal one) but a clash between an anonymous, soulless, immobile and paralyzing… power, and life, humanity,…Read more Art, Culture, & the Autonomous, Free Humanity of Man