A Monday morning. Decaf steam rising. The calendar turns without asking, and I turn with it. At fifty, the body feels familiar, the questions less so. Between machine whispers and unfinished songs, I keep walking the quiet line between what is made and what is true.
Tag: aging
Why would you want to live longer?
This life can be quite difficult. With all the frailties of the body, the mind, and the fragmentation and disconnection of spirit, it’s utterly overwhelming at times.
Ashes, Ascent, and the Spiral Way
Some days the words tumble out with clarity; other days, they need a mirror to shape them into form. This conversation unfolded more like a slow exhale — a dialogue not for answers, but for the sake of asking better questions. Here, I offer up the phases, spirals, tensions, and quiet integrations that life has laid before me — not as doctrine, but as driftwood for whoever might be building their own raft.