Christmas Memories, More or Less III

Preparing for the solstice.

Naturally Imperfect

Usually, I try not to use social media to personally insult another commoner. Famous people, maybe--their name or promise becomes more than the person who wakes up in the middle of the night to use the toilet and finds out there's no paper on the roll. But someone else like me, just grinding through their...

I Thought I Told You Twice: Bike Thiefs’ “Lean Into It”

If you've been seeking a band that supports dogs with anxiety and demurs at the consumerist principle of destination weddings, you probably need to meet Bike Thiefs. Fundamentally, I insist that you need to have your bike stolen to really understand life--fortunately, this three piece out of Mississauga, Ontario, Canada isn't so dire. Conversational, yes. Sardonic,...

The Plaza Paper (A True Story)

I found it half-hidden in the seam of a decorative pillar. A standard white 8.5" x 11", filled with printed text on one-side. The font is size 11 Calibri, Microsoft Word's most recent default. The first thing I can tell is that someone opened the program and started typing before firing it off to the...

When They Said Kill Your Darlings…

When they said kill your darlings they didn't explain how they would only ask about the rabbits   so I said ok, maybe we can just stay here for a while   so I stretched & scratched my head & bled & waited   waited until they said "look what you made us do we...

Autumnal Equinox (Freewriting S.A.D)

Although I have a hard time identifying with any belief system, one's actions can sometimes categorize one's self into certain identities. With that said, I guess I'm fairly pagan--as wonderfully nebulous as that is. I celebrate the solstices and equinoxes. They designate important time periods in my part of the world, and are particularly important...

Jim Carrey Just Dropped Eternal Yogic Wisdom on the Most Unprepared People

“It’s a weird little semantic jump, and it’s not that far, but it’s a universe apart from where most people are.” Jim Carrey, 2017     You are not earth, water, fire or air. Nor are you empty space. Liberation is to know yourself as Awareness alone— the Witness of these. Ashtavakra Gita, 1.3 First...

Giving It My Best Shot

The approach of the autumnal equinox seems to usher a familiar feeling. I haven't totally figured myself out yet, but fall always has some power over me. For one thing, my childhood ensconced September as “back-to-school”. That's one thing I thought I had moved away from...but this year, I have summoned it back. Of course,...

Turtle Shell (a poem)

I found a sacred space in the crystal cave of my heart---   a holy cavern inside a turtle shell at the bottom of a lake---   where the turtle eats my roots, bunches bouquets with my shoots, looks askew as it redecorates the clay where I warm my blood---   warmer than mulled wine---...

When It’s Better to Laugh it Off

Around this time last year, I was still reeling from a major incident at work. A diluted blend of crude oil had hit the river, and I was part of the scramble to keep it from making too much of a mess. Of course, it did make a whole lot of mess. And it's still...