Tag: purpose

the gentle hand


in the most violent of episodes, there are subtleties at play. in the most calm and serene, life itself emerges. we exist in the interplay of forces, big and small; we are the stars, and the stardust. big bang indeed… living with presence is letting go of any concerns with time, and the here and…



why are you so concerned about the weather, especially the rain? do you regret all the sunny days you spent worrying, fretting, toiling, complaining, or pretending “when i can… then i will…” works? if that’s all you can now muster concern for, then please, disrobe and go out into the rain. if the drops still…

to lose yourself


i recall several distinct moments in my life, as they revolved around music. it’s interesting what memories surface in random tangents to what may be on the mind at any given moment… when i was younger, we lived in a house that had a full, separate garage behind it, and my dad had at some…