Fashioning an inspired life
There is a great line from one of my favorite bands. It goes, “I wake up, I rise to the sun, I go to work, and I come back home.” When I first heard it, I thought damn this sounds a little too familiar. Is my life really this mundane? Creatures of comfort. Comfort creatures. Is that really what we are? Or is this society’s…
Today is one of those days. Motivation has been as elusive as the genie’s freedom in Aladdin. When days like this hit, I find it hard to wade out of the muck and find higher, more balanced ground. It is all I can do to keep moving and doing. What spurs these bouts of laziness? I am never certain. But I am not about to…
People watching is my favorite pastime. Nothing gives me more pleasure than sitting with a cup of coffee and daydreaming about the lives of strangers walking past. I wonder about their clothes and the book bag they’re carrying. I wonder about their leg tattoos and their worried expressions. I wonder where they are going and why they are walking so fast. I wonder because I’m…
Sometimes you just need to hear a phrase like “geranium eyelashes.” Geranium Eyelashes. What does it mean? I’m not sure that it makes a difference. Sometimes the sound of words themselves is all that matters. The wondrous wordsmith, Anais Nin is responsible for this phrase. Isn’t it lovely? As you may have noticed, I am somewhat obsessed with her writing lately. I’ve let the fluidity of…
“The first sight of a woman walking with sinuous steps, holding a basket on her head with her two arms curved like the handles of Greek vases, the grace and balance of unfaltering steps through mountain roads or rough terrain, is already an expression of their belief that physical balance creates inner balance, and that the evil spirits of illness or insanity can only enter…
Here’s the thing; I think we have a problem. Now, not to worry, I’m not here to be a bearer of bad news, a negative Nancy or, god forbid, a Debbie downer. But I also think we need to talk about something. So, what is this thing? Well, it has become quite clear to me that our culture has a problem with chilling the fuck…