On the necessity of distance

I am your friend
held dear for my perspective
and distance
simply came with the package.
But “Corollary or convenient excuse for laziness?”

I wonder

because surely,
being absent from someone’s life
is not necessary

for staying near their heart.


For the better or for the worst, who does not optimistically assume better of themselves than is realistic?

De light

Certainly, stories and the inspired will leave me one day – it is inevitable. But the mortality of creativity takes me no closer to capital-‘m’ Making, and for that, I am bitter. So scowl I will, I insist.

Moving beyond the ego is necessary for careless but attentive creation but this is terribly difficult. So I must remember: Stories and other charming, wondrous things are not mine; they just happened to, on a whim, come out from me while I work away so we owe each other nothing. It doesn’t need to be grand or meaningful, and nor I burdened and solemn. I need to be light, and it, a delight. I choose to feel decidedly glad about making by curtsying at it before giddily chasing after other bright and alluring things.

Perhaps the way forward is towards words and ideas. An awareness of them colors my day, noticeably deepening my engagement and adding richness, fluidity and soft chuckles to otherwise unspectacular activities.

Yes. Language and ideas: I will seek them out because I deserve delight.

i am not asking you to come up with a tangile goal, so to say, but to have the will to work towards an active state of being, one where your creating/DOING. We are asking for your focus and energy so that daily, you DELIBERATELY stimulate yourself and DOOOO. MAKE. CREATE. DOOOOOOOOOOO. Remember, gift vs curse and buses riddled with empty conversations and emptier eyes.

On healing

It’s been nine months since school ended, and I can feel myself healing. First, came the awful noise. But I learned to lie with it, and it receded into Quiet. Then came the peace of being still and being able to do nothing but feel no guilt. How precious that quiet and calm; how grateful I felt for the mental space to be of aware of what I felt, wanted, thought, said and how I spoke. Then came the willingness to do; I eagerly sought inspiration and energy, and took the time to deliberately appreciate the discovery process as much as the end goals.

Not that what I was doing was different from what I was doing before, but it just felt completely different because I felt refreshed, present and stable.