another path

sometimes, a path does not lead from silence to light. instead, it leads from light into silence. one is, nonetheless, in moments of sober wisdom, grateful for the journey. one learned, if nothing else, how to be guided by that which we call the reason for one’s song. and why it is important to have one….

This cynic will stand: musings at the end of a miserable year

After having squeezed every bit of juice out of the mountain of bitter, sour lemons this year relentlessly threw in my (and most of our) general direction, even the lemonade went stale. In case you’ve been away or happen to be one of those lucky few that Mercury retrograde isn’t currently clobbering with an assortment…

Sadness is not beautiful

“Sadness gives depth. Happiness gives height. Sadness gives roots. Happiness gives branches. Happiness is like a tree going into the sky, and sadness is like the roots going down into the womb of the earth. Both are needed, and the higher a tree goes, the deeper it goes, simultaneously. The bigger the tree, the bigger…

The myth of the love rescue

I came across this piece the other day on how to ‘rescue’ and love a man who’s never been ‘truly loved’ before. Don’t get me wrong, this idea of rescuing the unloved and showing them the way to bliss is endearing. I’d be tempted to jump on that carriage ride too if I didn’t know…

at the end, the beginning…

I did not expect it. After the passing of many moons, through the long knowing of shadows and important, yet inadequate victories… to end up where I started. At first I thought it must surely be one of those pranks the universe so delights in gifting us with. But it isn’t. It’s difficult to explain…this being immersed in such…

Too good is a very good thing. Really.

“…as grown-ups find ourselves rejecting certain candidates for marriage not because they are wrong but because they are too right — too balanced, mature, understanding and reliable — given that in our hearts, such rightness feels foreign. We marry the wrong people because we don’t associate being loved with feeling happy.” ~ Alain de Botton…

When the worst things actually save you

“Yet each man kills the thing he loves By each let this be heard Some do it with a bitter look Some with a flattering word The coward does it with a kiss The brave man with a sword.” ~ Oscar Wilde, The Ballad Of Reading Gaol   I will not bore you with dishonesty and…

at the end of a year…full moons, mirrors and other things

We had entirely too many full moons this year. We were supposed to discover many important, wonderful things. We were supposed to end up fulfilled and giddy happy. Yeah no. To be fair, bits of wisdom were delivered to some. Useful ones. But instead of a warm and fuzzy effect, they made us shudder. They made us sober. And…

I see you…and you are always enough

I see you. I know how when your tears come, you’re trying to stop them. Because you don’t cry. Shouldn’t cry. No. People like you are not supposed to cry, and if they do, it must be measured crying, sensibly proportionate to the established threshold for the number of tears matching the perceived amount of distress. I…

Today, an almost poem or something…

“You have been to hell, Ketut?” He smiled. Of course he’s been there. “What’s it like in hell?” “Same like in heaven,” he said. He saw my confusion and tried to explain. “Universe is a circle, Liss.” He said. “To up, to down — all same, at end.” I remembered an old Christian mystic notion:…

Forgive everyone everything

“I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded; not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.” ~ Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner It’s a process. You want to but you don’t want to. You tried, you failed, you tried again….