There are rain curtains everywhere, flicking over and around the mountains. The air here is that crisp desert air at high altitude: like the focus has been set to infinity and if you could just concentrate you’d be able to see clearly the albeit microbe-sized things on the distant hills. It’s like one of those … Continue reading
Tag Archives: hope
#burningtree 2017
It’s grey and ugly and there are cigarette butts lying around. Other people’s mess. You lean into the exhaustion, so dry, so depleted. It’s been a long season of sorrow, joy, work, hope, and love– hope and love despite and still and always. You have nothing left. No voice to sing into the dark. But … Continue reading
Sometimes You Get a Gift
I’ve been complaining how quiet the sunsets have been lately, meaning you have to intentionally head to a west view to actually catch color and flash. If you don’t set the moment aside, the light quietly slips into grey and then the day is gone and it’s time to turn on the light. Last night … Continue reading
Open Eyes, Open Heart
The post-rain, post-dawn light is green around the edges. Less something seen than something felt on the periphery of sight. It is the filter of hope over a fresh day. Continue reading
It Gets Lighter From Here
We greeted the winter solstice in Japan on a small island near Tokyo called Enoshima. For me the darkest day of the year signals hope because it is the longest dark it will be all year and every subsequent day brings increasing light. As we fell away into night, Fuji slowly stepped out of its … Continue reading
Cold Moon Before Yule
I don’t have a bucket list because I so rarely know what are the things I need to do before I die. Rather, my list is one that I add something to after the fact because only then is when I realize that I truly needed that moment to make my life complete. This attitude … Continue reading
