Life

I’m waking up again. Spring is opening and folding in on itself. The air trembles just above the ground. When I hold my breath, you are still breathing. You carry the thrilling sounds, the scent of expectation, wrapped in a cool kind of warmth. The air holds no distance. I kiss you so you don’t have to speak.

“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.” —Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

I’m in heavy play-mode these days. I have several interesting games going. This is where I need to be in my practices; where I need to cultivate the power, attention, and resources to make a shift into a new game. I will increase the sensation in my body and spend the resources on the desires that will feed me. I’m […]

“There are two kinds of games in the universe: finite games and infinite games. A finite game is played to win. An infinite game, on the other hand, is played to keep the game going. It does not terminate because there is no winner. Finite games require rules that remain constant. The game fails if the rules change during the […]

I want no distance between myself and what is real. Let it burn every defense until only sensation remains. Just the heat, the truth, and the clarity of having nothing left to hide.

My hand holds a small heap of dark cherries. Cool skins settle against my skin. The first bite is an abrupt burst of sour wine and summer sun. Before the sweet finishes, another follows. No ceremony, just honest hunger answering itself.