What Happens When You Jump

I’m reading the Dalai Llama’s book on the Art of Happiness. Now he’s talking about compassion and intimacy. Every subject is a blank slate for me. I am uncomfortably aware of the lack of compassion I approach others and ESPECIALLY myself with. I am trying to cultivate this. I suppose it’s “fake it till you [...]

One thing I know is: I know nothing. I love ironies like this. When I was a teen I had another one: There is one Truth. That one Truth of course, is that there is one truth! Cosmic humor through logic

Winter 2006
I want to write about knowing nothing. Coming to Mexico to live for essentially six months without the language is the epitomy of the sense that I often have that I know nothing about life, about being alive. Arriving knowing virtually nothing and feeling completely dependent on Maribela was in a sense my worst [...]

How is it that with enough perspective, even Hell is recognized as part of the overall Beautifulness of the Whole?
Is it the muddy earth tones over most of the canvas that make the flash of clear bright color so marvelous?
I have been reflecting much these last months about writing and why I do it, why [...]