What Happens When You Jump

Winter 2009
LIfe’s a Breeze, a breeze that passes through, somewhere, arising out of a moment. What happens there, is your life.
Leaves blow, swirl and twirl. Dust particles splatter and dance, slam and sting. Flower scent wafts by. A firefly loses balance and regains it. It’s this moment and all that’s in it, rich and varied.
Click.
This [...]

Summer 2008
I breathe you. I try.
Where are you and why are you not breathing with me? That is why I labor. You stand below Life, feet stuck in the belief of stuckness. Waiting. Still. Unmoving. Afraid to be noticed, seen, breathed by life.
You are a substance to be inhaled and exhaled by Creation. We breathe [...]

I am sensitive. My body is sensitive. There is nothing good, bad, better than or worse than about it. It is My experience, my needs, and I am tending to those. That is a good life. That is My good life.

Winter 2006
What I see is that for so many years I have been aware of my desires and attractions. I have felt the dis ease of my life, mainly the busyness of it and the knowing that I needed much more time that I had to decompress, process, feel, be in connection with myself and [...]

Written during my first six months living in a village in Mexico, 2006. A time of doing exactly what I wanted to do, when and how I wanted to do it.
Mid November….it’s a Tuesday
This is one of the things I’m enjoying. I’ve looked at a watch about four times since I’m here, and I sometimes [...]