Tonight I used too many words that made too little sense while sitting on a river bank beneath galaxies made visible by dark. Nature’s beauty abided in voiceless authority.
We both like intellectual paths. And so monologues became our feet. She led and I followed, then we changed positions and ventured places we often only go alone. Read More
When I fathom the incomprehensible, there’s God.
When I hear the inaudible, there’s God.
When I feel the inexplicable, there’s God.
God’s everything I am and everything I’m not.
Why are we straining to prove divinity’s existence?
Is it not because we’ve lost the divine within ourselves? Read More
Let’s establish something right now and real quick:
Don’t share your thoughts until coffee’s dripped.
And don’t expect small talk before coffee’s sipped.
I’m a slow riser and mean to keep it that way.
I don’t like thinking when I’m not awake.
Have a great idea?
I’m sure it can wait. Read More
I’ve observed the placebo group;
Those proverbial pill poppers enthused by scriptural salt tablets that promise immortality.
They are drinking from a communal cup, claiming wine is blood and bread is flesh.
I’ve seen their veneration of symbols of death;
Kneeling before headstones and instruments of torture. Read More
We woke up at a 16th century colonial mansion turned backpacker’s inn.
We snuck out quietly as to not wake our sleeping compadres in the bunks around us.
Before 5am the carretera was quieter than we’d ever seen it, minimizing the need to swerve between rickshaws and cattle drives.
The cabbie didn’t have change for our US dollars, so he got a little extra tip.
Perhaps it was a commonly implemented strategy to best departing gringos.
Whatever the case, he left content. Read More
I find the manmade world to be merely tolerable;
a manipulated rendition of select natural qualities
with a domesticated lifestyle so dominant it feels unquestionably correct.
Until you question it.
Then you learn that… Read More
Societal standards are fatal,
As trivial tasks poke holes in our cups
And we drain life for the appearance of productivity
We must be filled before we can overflow
What does hustle and bustle make?
Does it offer sustenance? Read More
I wasn’t raised to kiss or venerate icons.
My spiritual leaders told me it was an archaic form of idolatry.
So I sought the attributes of divinity in nature, human faces and modern melodies.
I smelled fragrance of God on all of them.
But then I sought refuge with a brotherhood of monks.
They embraced me like the prodigal. Read More
Thomas Merton already lived out my struggle.
He’s a soul brother who penned thought and emotion more honestly than I allow myself to think.
His writing looks into a soul being magnetized to God, as the foundations of logic and intellect are stripped away.
Brother Tom, my accomplished and holy friend, you’ve told me how you went about becoming set apart.
You’ve been vulnerable in your sharing. Read More
I’ve heard coffee compared to fine wine Read More
And wine compared to sweet chocolate
And chocolate lauded as better than sex
And sex described as a suspended moment of ecstasy
And ecstasy explained as connection with divine
And I’ve seen a face flush with desire
There are certain monks who live in trees
They are called Dendrites
They’re sheltered by a roof of leaves
And make a wooden bed at night.
Art on their walls always changes
By light, storm and shade Read More
Language evolves to suit culture’s needs
Words are applied to things they don’t mean
And people’s sloth lets these things slide
As old words we say become newly defined
My favorite words have become titles of friends Read More
You won’t always possess the same dream,
Or think the same thoughts,
Or have this chance,
Everything has an expiration date.
Your life is not exempt.
So now is a good time to ask the question:
Why not? Read More
A friend will hold your hand as they lead you to the edge.
They will scan the horizon with you and hear fears escape your lips.
A friend will hold you, but you won’t be withheld.
Compelled by their hope, a friend will push you to risk. Read More
Treat the process with care, like the construction of a house.
Decorate too soon and you’ll have to protect the furniture from the cement truck.
Lay the foundation first.
But remain open to inspiration. Read More
I want to belong.
I don’t know how to do it.
I keep seeking to be the stranger in the room.
Right now, I’m in a corner of the airport looking out at the planes landing on puddles. I’m about to join a flight, too.
There will be failures on board; and hope; and longing; and worries; and pain. In a matter of moments, we’ll all be heading the same direction, but for some two hundred different reasons. Read More
It’s inconvenient to love, but hate pollutes the heart. Read More
It’s inconvenient to give, but hoarding is cumbersome.
It’s inconvenient to forgive, but bitterness is toxic.
It’s inconvenient to hope, but despair is blinding.
It’s inconvenient to help, but selfishness is lonely.
To extremes, like on a pendulum, I swing.
Here now, then a million miles away in a blink.
Distraught upon a taut string,
Repelled as often as I’m held.
You have to breathe air to be here. Read More
Ego be gone, like dark flees the bright.
I now belong to the sun.
Where confusion once resided, peace has made a bed.
Where anxiety once motivated, courage took a stand. Read More