The morning sun presses into the room without waiting to be invited. It does not knock, or use a door, or worry whether it will be welcomed. It simply pushes in, through each crack and hole and opening, as if it already knows that it belongs… …And so it does. ❤
Tag: contemplative
A Backward Glance, in Black & White …
The New Year comes in cold: the air brittle and white. Empty. And perhaps it sounds strange, but for now, I like the emptiness, and I’m in no hurry to fill it. My friends rush back and forth announcing resolutions — buying sneakers and juicers and gym memberships. And hear me: those things are beautiful, too. This […]
Good words for a new year …
Three-hundred-sixty-five days ago, I found myself pondering this little poem by E.E. Cummings… And it took me longer than I wanted to understand the words — to unclench my white-knuckled fists — but I’ll tell you: In 2015, my empty hands were filled. Oh, friends… today, I’m wishing you the courage to let go […]
The Body Electric: Day Twenty-Nine
We run in the dark: Just me and T, our feet slapping the wet pavement. We run through quiet streets still aglow with holiday lights. Bright orbs as big as pumpkins bob from the trees — a neighborhood tradition — and as they sway gently in the six-o’clock dark, their reflections shimmer in the puddles. And […]
The Body Electric: Day Twenty-Eight
You might have noticed something important missing from this post. Go ahead: look again… Not a single photograph in sight. And there’s a reason for that, because yesterday, I switched off my eyes for a little while, and I just listened. I curled up in a chair in my living room, and I watched as […]
The Body Electric: Day Twenty-Seven
Tonight: I’m home — safe and warm, after all my travels. Rain patters softly on the roof. I think back to the time I spent with family over the past few days, and to the way I gave my body permission to enjoy this holiday fully and completely: I stood over a wide Wolf range, stirring […]
The Body Electric: Day Twenty
Tonight, at the exact moment of the Winter Solstice, I am standing out in my front yard, head craned back, staring at the sky… I’m looking for magic. The thing about the solstice is that it comes at the exact same moment for all of us — the instant when the sun crests over Stonehenge and begins the […]
The Body Electric: Day Nineteen
Maybe it’s just me, but lately I’ve been feeling like December is just … hard. I don’t have any real emotional reason to feel that way: no family drama. No old holiday loss. If any thing, I’m happy… But I’m also exhausted. And I’m not just talking about my usual bouts with insomnia. I’m talking […]
The Body Electric: Day Eleven
Today, a little pre-Christmas miracle alights on our small valley — because suddenly, right smack-dab in the middle of the Christmas season, a warm wind blows in and the temperatures climb to nearly eighty degrees. I go out for a long walk, feeling strangely naked in shirtsleeves and flip-flops. I walk through neighborhoods festooned with wreaths […]
The Body Electric: Day Ten
Tonight, we drive out of the city and into the mountains: up a series of rutted gravel switchbacks to the top of the ridge. There’s an A-frame cabin up here that belongs to a friend, and as we walk to the front door I can hear music and laughter — the giddy hum of a […]
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