Musings on inner and outer sustainability
Resolve this! (Or, why I chose not to make a resolution)
Now that the buzz-filled energy of the holidays has settled (at least enough for me to find a moment to sit down and write), it is time to re-visit the resolutions made for the year we are now living. My twenty-twelve was a year of transitions. I saw myself, my friends, my nation, and my planet move through many shifts, leaps and bounds, growing pains, hard truths, and changes. I shook up the snow globe that is my life, moving away from the home I have always known, the security that made me feel comfortable, and the people I love in order...
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“Every man has within himself the entire human condition” -Michel de Montaigne I recently encountered a breakup that I was ready for. Not that I was ready to say goodbye, because leaving is never easy. But before the actual split I had already processed the truth of separation. Relationships are circular, and oftentimes the very beginning gives us clues to future consciousness. This particular relationship was no exception. Looking back, I had witnessed the end in a single moment of clarity. Early on, I asked my sweetie...
read moreWhere Does Life Begin?
Don’t overthink the answer. Life is a bit subtler than what the mind can comprehend. Look a little lower and deeper, and you will find the drum that never ceases to beat for you. It is where you begin and end. It is what circulates your liveliness. If you’re not listening to it, I’d be willing to bet you’re not really living. Yet. Press your ear up to that door that unlocks all of what is hidden within you. Do not shy away from the noise, hiding in the places that cause you no pain, nor pleasure. Follow the path towards that which...
read moreHeart of Danger
Desire is a wall that separates the body from the self. My desires painted a picture for my future, stroked with rich and deeply diverse brushstrokes of brightly colored hope. Yet currents of convention swept me back into the black and white boundaries of habitual tradition, keeping me from realizing the full spectrum of my potential. Fear contained me in a cycle of questioning and stagnation, held “safe” within the walls of boxes. Like a stash box ballerina, my toe danced on a single axis when wound and bound by the will of someone...
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