In further preparation of Valentine's Day, I share the following reflection from an email I sent to friends in May of 2007. I was returning to the United States after two months of living on
Happy first day of February. Are you ready for Valentines’s Day in two weeks? I am. My mom just called to tell me that she put her Valentine’s Day package for me in the mail
One night I dreamt of a stunning panoramic view of rich desert landscape. I saw a beautiful girl on horseback racing through desert sands. She kept looking over her shoulder laughing at this clumsy, awkward-looking
11/2/19 Journal Entry This morning before I was even fully awake, I was aware of anxiety waiting faithfully for me like a cat at the door of my waking consciousness. Although this doesn’t happen every
On the bus today, I wrote a poem in my head, but having no writing implement to pin it down with I was forced to set it free to flutter over and pollinate the endless
One night I dreamt I was a beautiful poet and revolutionary embroiled in a dead-end love affair and a doomed rebellion. Dream Written in the Present Tense My rebel lover isn't going to leave her
a love like this can carry me through a multiverse of darkness, playing connect-the-dots with every stray star system. I have crossed the infinite heart of the void countless times, in a single
Loneliness and anxiety have haunted me since my earliest childhood memories. I’ve done a lot of inner work to arrive at a point where I often feel free of the burden of these pernicious demons.
I heard this song for the first time in October 2015 in the middle of a Soundcloud playlist I had stumbled upon. From the beginning, this song inspired a very powerful feeling inside of me
In the tender darkness of early morning, I rise from bed looking for Self looking for water looking for light to guide me without disturbing the peaceful stillness that surrounds me. Seeking answers, it's the