Petals in the parking lot: They look like little stars. My eyes move with each dancing dot As they twirl under cars. I sat and watched the galaxy, But how often do I run, And miss art that passes by me Just so I can get things done?
I never take naps. Except for the one I just woke up from 20 minutes ago. Usually, I have a list of stuff to get done. For some odd reason, nap is never on that list. But sometimes you have to break out of your normal practices for better ones. …
When I’m asleep, I might as well be dead. It seems that even when I set three alarm clocks, not one goes off. My family swears they do, but I will never admit it. And the worst thing is, sometimes I get up out of sleep and turn off all …
Last weekend, I went to Seattle, and when I went out during the day, I didn’t take my smartphone with me. Why? I had another phone. It wasn’t as high-tech as my smartphone. It couldn’t text. It couldn’t show my email or apps. It was a great experience. What follows …
How often do we live asleep? A staring face with closed eyes. How often do we smile and weep? The air we inhale cries. How often do we run while tied? A dying muscle forced to fly. How often do we reach too wide? The very earth begs us to …
Telegram from myself to myself: HELLO -STOP- I HOPE YOU ARE DOING WELL -STOP- I’M A LITTLE, OR A LOT, FRUSTRATED -STOP- SOMETIMES YOU CONFUSE ME -STOP- I WANT TO BE ON TIME TO EVERYTHING, BUT THEN YOU’RE LATE -STOP- I WANT TO KEEP ALL MY THINGS IN ORDER, BUT …
Stop feeding on screens and worries. Move into wide open sky. Focus on shapes of nature. Inhale sweet fresh oxygen. Exhale the mind’s cobwebs. Notice a pile of flat stones. Think how they echo your blessings. Continue for longer than you should. Realize advancing time does not matter. Smile at …
It seems that America is a stressed nation. Most people who work 9 to 5’s take their work home and continue to work late into the night. And students are overwhelmed with pressures, juggling homework, extracurriculars, social life, and jobs. It’s becoming harder and harder to detach from everything because we …
The tendon in my knee isn’t mine. I don’t know whose it is or what life the person who gave it to me lived. But it’s why I am able to walk, hike, travel, do yoga, and workout. I dislocated my kneecap about a year ago while I was working …