On responsibility – what did I do when I knew?

What did I do when I knew? What did I do when I knew that allowing business to put money into politics corrupts? Completely. That extracting a single other ounce of fossil fuels from Earth means our grandchildren’s lives might not be tolerable? That the purpose of a limited liability corporation is to avoid liability while making a maximum return … Read More

Aliveness is found in the animation of polarity

In a world divided by a grand canyon of perspectives I am pondering how we can transcend the polarity and divisions, or perhaps design a healthy ecosystem in which the polarity fits? Or even, if natural design has done this work for us and what we are seeing and experiencing in the world now, with breakdowns between leaders, government, finance, … Read More

The antidote to our collective viral rage, to the rise of the dark side

I have rage. It sits like a coiled snake in my blood system, on heightened alert, hissing at any threat even as bland as something that I simply do not like or agree with, ready to strike in a permanent fatal attack of verbal violence. I swear more now than ever, not in comedy, but because of this writhing snake. … Read More

The Longing to be Seen

  March 8th, 2016 Somewhere, long ago I went to seek love from another And in that moment They rejected me. I shrank In that moment my Being was diminished From that small place I told myself A story It went something like this…. “I am not worthy enough to have my basic needs met” In that moment, when I … Read More

The blues can be beautiful too

To wake and feel blue might be experienced as a problem, or a gift. Those blue moods are calling out to us…warning of some part of self that needs attendance. Look… here…..go deeper…go down into the messy dark places that never see light.. For there…there is a pulse of an ancient memory that longs to be seen. And in the … Read More

Beauty is the portal to transcendence

It matters not what mood we are in, how life seems to be unraveling in this moment, how despair and grief may be the shadow across any whisper of hope. If we can make room to experience beauty, we are saved.

How do we give wild flight?

There is a part of each of us that is wild. Rough, raw, prone to fury. Uncontained. This morn reminded me of my wildness. It reminded me of the few places in society we can allow our wildness to live out loud. Perhaps dancing in your living room. Or running a trail. Attending a music festival. Camping, hiking. The need … Read More

Epic Stories, Angry Gods

Sometimes the dawn sky tells an epic story, one of angry Gods, blood spilled on thick dark clouds, whispers of light desperate to seep through.  And yet a calm ocean…as if all in the heavens are seething while we go about our lives in untethered and often painful ignorance. If I were the Gods I might well be seething with … Read More