The Geometry of Standing Still
We often speak of the earth as a solid, unmoving foundation, a reliable stage upon which we conduct our small, frantic dramas. Yet, we are spinning at a thousand miles an hour, hurtling through a dark, silent void. It is a dizzying thought,…
Lost in Time
A Numbness pains me, pins me to the ground. My heart aches at the feeling of the lost times and my heart cries in loss of those times he won't be able to see. If only time can be reversed...even for one moment; if I could again live those green…
The Weight of the Earth
I spent this morning trying to fix a wobbly chair in the kitchen. I kept tightening the screws, but the floor itself seemed to be the problem—it just wasn't level. It made me think about how much we try to force things to be steady when the…