spiritual path

done with this

rushing running like broken machines perpetually; the chase within, further away. silence is loud and unbearable we cannot stop. running. I am done with this. there is nowhere to get to. running ourselves dry into bare bone into skin into an old age lacking substance where is there to get to? the sweet dissolving intoContinue reading “done with this”

i change shape daily

the forest changes daily. winter – Her bare bones barely holding. And now, summer, the paths have narrowed in bloom with aliveness. Every morning, the Body of Earth changes a little: not even a second of stagnancy or doubt shadows Her surface. And just like that, our Body too mimics the movement of the EarthContinue reading “i change shape daily”