This is how it felt. My ability to navigate the world (the “real” one outside my front door) safely while enjoying and exploring who I really am? That was stifled. The judgment is bad enough. We’ve all been judged. We know what it is to be measured against society’s standards and to be found “wanting” … Continue reading
Nearly two years ago, I posted about a sangha dharma talk. The take-home for me was simply this: I am potential incarnate I’ve thought about it many times in the days since. I’ve shared that sentiment with others, especially the young adults with whom I rub elbows. YOU ARE potential INCARNATE. It crosses my mind … Continue reading
I grew up to the music of Karen Carpenter, Nat King Cole, and Johnny Mathis. Sprinkled in around them? Ridiculous Spike Jones and sad Jim Reeves. Lots of classical music served as the backdrop as I read from the shelves of my father’s study. At grandma’s there was Lawrence Welk and on the rare occasions … Continue reading
When she was somewhere around 4 and proudly learning that red and yellow make orange and green is the product of yellow and blue, my spawn had a verbal beat-down with a classmate over the color of her skin. On the way home, she told me she was gray and asked for confirmation. I laughed … Continue reading
Last night, I stumbled… metaphorically speaking… upon a decades-old crack in my pavement. It seemed like the tiniest split in the earth’s surface at first but it widened and its chasm felt too deep… too dark… she asked if I was okay and all I could say was, “I will be.” And I was, after … Continue reading
A friend posted this image to facebook today. I’ve seen it in my feed more times than I can recall (in one form or another). I’ve often had thoughts upon seeing this “quote” attributed to Buddha. I’m going to let those thoughts out today (running wild) because I don’t think they’re wrong (at least… not … Continue reading
When an individual, a sect, a clique or a nation hates and despises another individual, sect, clique or nation, he or they simply do not know the objects of their hatred. Ignorance is at the bottom of it. Paul Harris I am just about fed the fuck up with hate these days… I’m up to … Continue reading
