Sun is brightly shining in a strange white light behind the clouds and at the same time it is raining heavily.  It is strange, it feels strange – and beautiful.

I have started having more of this “strange and beautiful” flavour in my daily life for a while now.  Feels like listening to a piece of music that doesn’t sit anywhere in your mind’s files, you have no names for it, at some corners it feels edgy really – and still…you seem to enjoy it. Read More

I want to sink into the depths of silence again.  Is it because it is fall and winter is approaching? Because I want to run away and hide? Because I have talked too much?

Well, maybe some of each but mostly because silence whole-s me. Silence mends all that seems broken, it brings together and embraces pieces that I didn’t even know existed, it makes me remember my wholeness, just as I am. Silence wholes me. Read More

Good morning, she says, where would you like to go today? – as if she doesn’t have a thing already in her mind and already her every beat planned.  Here, she says, a minuscule of a second later and puts a map of strange arrows and mini maps all ways pointing to the center and what is in the center you imagine?

A HEART… of all ways and windows for looking out to clouds and trees and birds and for all you cannot even dream of.  A HEART of all magical windows of dreamland you did not even know you were dreaming of before. Read More

Lately this is all I sit with.
I keep seeing:

How I thought I knew, how I still think sometimes, I know this or that and then how little I know, and how impossible it is to know.
How grand and unfathomable the journey yet how one little moment one gentle touch can shift every thing.
What great things we can do and how little or none is within our control.
How sad and beautiful, how heart-breaking and amazing and how small and grand life is.
How good and bad, how right and wrong, how strange and wholesome I can be.
How powerful and vulnerable and helpless and strong I am.
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somewhere in the wilder side of me
is a land yet to be discovered

dancing to carnival songs
and indigenous drums
sweetly held in Mother Nature’s arms
who keeps singing
a lullaby
in unknown language Read More

“Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world’s grief. Do justly, now. Love mercy, now. Walk humbly now. You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you free to abandon it.”

from The Talmud

last night I thought I heard rain
in the middle of summer
clear skies
then I realized
it was the wind. Read More