Month: August 2018

August 21, 2018 / / Musings
August 17, 2018 / / Musings

The amount of grasping and clinging in one’s life is directly proportional to the amount…

August 16, 2018 / / Equanimity
August 15, 2018 / / Musings
August 15, 2018 / / Longing

I’m walking on egg shells, silent, unassuming. Careful not to stir up our respective truths.…

August 14, 2018 / / Anguish

Ice

It is ice age all over again. I stand here naked. There is nothing left…

August 12, 2018 / / Nostalgia
August 12, 2018 / / Nostalgia

I miss you when I tie my boots in the morning, and when I wrap…

August 12, 2018 / / Anguish
August 12, 2018 / / Gratitude