Tag: shame

get back here, now

oh, but i wish it could be… yeah, if only it was… why can’t we… yeah, but… that’s how we’ve learned to kill it, time and again… the beauty of the moment, all the wonder of the then experienced, that somehow triggered a deep want, hurt, untruth, and pattern or practiced belief. we jump out…


on suffering

if we give in to the suffering, the energy will sweep us, as it always does, into the spiral, down and out of our presence, out of our now, out into the sea. if we recognize the cue, the trigger; the initial push toward the edge, we can immediately defuse the noise, and rise above….


time thief: on worrying

why worry? because, fear. fear comes in thousands of shades of grey. it’s a numbing collection of hues that darken a sunny day, or make an overcast sky even more bleak. fear, in the colours of worry, is particularly tragic. worry defines a certain powerlessness, and a victimhood that can take root in our core…