“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you— Don’t go back to sleep…” Rumi A great and deep sleep descended on me and perhaps on you as well. Covid 19 threw me into a kind of hibernation cave with internet connections and Netflix. I’m thankful for my clients on Zoom and Facetime without which […]
If you received shame, or an injury like a whipping or beating, or an icy cold, unresponsive stare from a father’s silent face – as a child you probably went numb from the neck down. Any boy subjected to such abuse will try to disappear and will usually fly up into his head where he’ll […]
“It still hasn’t occurred to Western man to stop looking on woman as a symbol of something and to begin seeing her simply as woman – as a human being.” Robert Johnson Still here in 2020, most men are still unconsciously searching for their own feminine part of their being in the faces, eyes, and […]
Thoughts and Poetic Direction When you come to a fork in the road, take it. Yogi Berra No matter what age you are or what stage of life you are in you will come to Berra’s forks in the road. Most folks have four prongs pointing forward, none to the past unless you turn the […]
“When we lose someone and we find ourselves, we win.” Anonymous One of my best, dearest friends I’ll call K has broken all contact. She doesn’t call; she doesn’t write; she doesn’t send flowers or return texts, and seemingly doesn’t miss me at all. My psychologist brain says, “don’t take it personally.” My human heart […]
Hope is a well-set bear trap that we set for others almost daily. The poet Rumi says, “I shoot an arrow to the left, it lands right. I go after a deer and get chased by a wart hog. I did a pit to trap others. I should be suspicious of what I want.” We provide even the people we love with just enough false hope or encouragement on towards the impossible outcome. Hope like happiness is a turtle trying to catch and pass the hare of our desires. Hope is always in pursuit of something being some other way than the way it is.
Here are, then, the fruits of this process that words will barely do justice to, if they will do it justice at all. Here in this house I will write what I know deep in the marrow of my bones what I believe today after a lifetime of searching, teaching, learning and more searching.