The nocturnal hours of the weekend were spent watching other people stumble around in fog and chaos on the cliffs of Mendocino. There's something about Hill House and the coastal streets, radically planted with succulents, nasturtiums and gargantuan purple kale that seduces the stress out of my body, clearing any worldly residue with gusts of…Read more Pied Shag Piper
Call it God
"Masson remarked that we'd had a very early lunch, but really lunch was a movable feast, one had it when one felt like it."- Camus, The Stranger Depending on which tree you fell from, expectations about what you might grow up to be may vary. According to Pinterest houses, bodies, wardrobes, parties, vacations, careers, food,…Read more Call it God
Me and My Shadow
This morning God told me it is well with my soul. And he's right, as usual. My soul is doing pirouettes through a field of daisies, envisioning countless inspired possibilities, radiating love to all living beings throughout the endless universe. Got the spirit? Let's hear it. Woo. However, my soul is trapped inside a body which…Read more Me and My Shadow
Climb
During the descent I realized the bizarre, carpeted, runway was also the only way to get back up. It was yellow, like me. The confident grip of parked tires offered the illusion that I too could stick to the practically vertical plank in the event that I needed to return. Where are we going? To…Read more Climb
Devil’s Advocate
This morning Quora asked me why some people ignore or accept obvious lies, in particular the frightening lies of a certain world leader. While I am a licensed clinical professional, we have an ethical code which prevents us from pinning diagnosis on public animals of any sort, be they elephants, donkeys or actual people. This…Read more Devil’s Advocate
Unbecoming
Inside, go within Leaves It alone As survival scopes out differences forewarning Fraying edges can't suck up enough Potential from the bedrock Hoarding Feasts What choice do we have? Besides taking everything off And starting from scratches Clawing bite Marks Up skin Masks conveying the person they decided you'd be Behind commodities is no one…Read more Unbecoming
Keep Swimming
Brain stem, limbic system, prefrontal cortex. Babies, tweens, grown-ups. The Dark Ages, The Middle Ages...The Dark Ages again? World Peace. Evolution is a parallel developmental process. For instance, the US is kind of like a screaming infant with an absent, abusive parent. We play hunger games, trample each other for toys and call 911 when…Read more Keep Swimming
