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  • The Middle of Imagination

    In the middle of imaginationlies a field where clover growswhere I am free to wander,to lie down and inhalethe green, growing goodnessand know life unbound;my spirit swellswith the utter, unfettered joyof non-commitment. I observethe unconscious desire to breathe–in and out–in and… Continue reading

  • The Other Side of the Door

    the door crackslight steams throughi catch a glimpse ofinfinitydivinityglorious, hopeful possibilitya world healeda life alivehearts joinedelectrifying, cleansing, liberating connectionsourcecosmic other and sameall-filling, breath-nabbing, wonder-slamming total how to hold this?the wind tries to blow the door shutno!my goal is the far… Continue reading

  • Without Mediator or Veil

    I keep searching for manageable definitions of mysticism and descriptions of what it means to be a mystic, a pursuit which, I realize, may be inherently contradictory. Nevertheless, I was happy to come across this challenge from Ralph Waldo Emerson:… Continue reading

  • Job-Loss, Death, Etc.

    From time to timethe vehicle of your life–the one you're driving even as you read this–disappears from the busy streets you navigate dailyand reappears on some empty, unknown, rural road. What landscape is this?Signs point to places you do not… Continue reading