The Quiet Center
I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, but I ended up just sitting on the floor with a dusty volume of poetry I hadn't opened in years. It is funny how we spend so much energy trying to tidy up the edges of our lives, rearranging…
The Weight of Stillness
The air before a storm has a specific, metallic tang that clings to the back of the throat, like the taste of a copper coin held under the tongue. It is a heavy, expectant silence, the kind that makes the fine hairs on your forearms stand up,…
Say ‘Yes’ to Life!
When you will treat life as an art, you’ll come to know that the journey of life is the process of achieving that art. In our journeys, we often travel through different roads and sometimes, in the same road we encounter different faces with…