Happiness for no reason

I caught a woman yesterday, walking by herself, looking at her phone and laughing.  I use the word caught because that is how she looked, guilty, as if I laughing alone is somehow wrong.  It’s socially awkward to show your

Happiness for no reason

I caught a woman yesterday, walking by herself, looking at her phone and laughing.  I use the word caught because that is how she looked, guilty, as if I laughing alone is somehow wrong.  It’s socially awkward to show your

Happiness 

Happiness sits deep, so deep that we spend our lives looking for it and we find everything but that. We are enamored by the expensive robes it wears and we think that is happiness. We don’t even know what it

Happiness 

Happiness sits deep, so deep that we spend our lives looking for it and we find everything but that. We are enamored by the expensive robes it wears and we think that is happiness. We don’t even know what it

Solitude

Make solitude your lover. Lay side by side with it in quiet rooms. Take it to a lake on a moonlit night and together, dip your feet in till your hearts are soaked in longing. Offer her your fear knowing

Solitude

Make solitude your lover. Lay side by side with it in quiet rooms. Take it to a lake on a moonlit night and together, dip your feet in till your hearts are soaked in longing. Offer her your fear knowing

I will live to be a 108 

I have finally understood that dying young is an idealized vacuous notion those who live in their heads hold. Those of us who feel the ache of loss in our bones, who feel the clock ticking away under our skin, we

I will live to be a 108 

I have finally understood that dying young is an idealized vacuous notion those who live in their heads hold. Those of us who feel the ache of loss in our bones, who feel the clock ticking away under our skin, we

The Reluctant Sufi

“Efendi Jelaluddin Loras is going back to Turkey and will be holding his final Zikr. Join us if you can”, said the unassuming email.  I had never been for a Zikr, an act of remembrance of God, asking for forgiveness

The Reluctant Sufi

“Efendi Jelaluddin Loras is going back to Turkey and will be holding his final Zikr. Join us if you can”, said the unassuming email.  I had never been for a Zikr, an act of remembrance of God, asking for forgiveness

Be like the Sun

Be like the Sun Warm shivering souls with your mere vision. Be like the moon Light the path of those who walk in darkness.  Be like a wildflower  Be unafraid of a storm, let your beauty kiss the sky. Be

Be like the Sun

Be like the Sun Warm shivering souls with your mere vision. Be like the moon Light the path of those who walk in darkness.  Be like a wildflower  Be unafraid of a storm, let your beauty kiss the sky. Be

Right before our eyes

Those who’ve told us that our children are our future have had it wrong. They are our present.  They are teachers, gurus and shamans standing right before our eyes.  They can laugh through everything, believe love can heal, find wonder

Right before our eyes

Those who’ve told us that our children are our future have had it wrong. They are our present.  They are teachers, gurus and shamans standing right before our eyes.  They can laugh through everything, believe love can heal, find wonder