Blithely we move through the minutes as if breath and lungs are no big deal. We believe life is like a magician’s endless scarf and as long as we keep pulling days will keep coming out of the hat. We fail to see the slight of hand and fall for the oldest trick in the book:…… Continue reading What Will You Do?
It’s impossible to imagine when bud nor bloom exist, when darkness outruns the day, and asparagus is $4.99 a pound. It’s risky to hope in the bird’s note or dew when all is covered in frost, barren, hunkered down. But our bones remember the perfumes of spring and they will march us there, if we…… Continue reading Spring
I had to decide that starting was more important than finishing, that creating something – even if it turned out to be crap – was better than creating nothing.
Unlocking our vulnerability is the key to the universe.