Not at all a sonnet, for my father
I feel the ferocity of wanting. The tanha. (it is uncomfortable, this craving: the buddha calls it tanha). I get it, how badly you want...
Ode to David Bowie
wake up you sleepyheads! there are pancakes a-plenty and worms for everyone if you haven't wheels, hitch a ride, but dammit, get...
Unconditional Self-Love instructions. Because the sky is super, super big.
THE SKY is super, super big. The universe is vast and open. But humans can sometimes get endlessly lost in this life, on terrible...
How to clear the fog, and make New Year's Resolutions with Guts and Grace.
The year 2016 has sprung into being, and it will, in a blink, cease to be. As all things, it is impermanent. We relish one moment at a...
