Love is a balm that helps us through the pain of difficult changes.
All the time I pray to Buddha I keep on killing mosquitoes. Issa I came upon this Haiku this morning and laughed. The poet captures the human condition beautifully. At least he captures mine. There’s the ideal I set out for myself and then the reality of the situation I find myself in. The two… Continue reading Killing Mosquitoes in Times Like These
I read the following Tweet yesterday. The writer is an incarcerated individual who has a cellphone. They post from their prison cell. In all of the darkness of my incarceration, the most beautiful sound that cuts through it all is laughter. The resilient human spirit is an awe inspiring thing. — RailroadedUnderground (@RailroadUnderg1) October 13,… Continue reading Through Darkness