Hello, Sky

“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.” – Pema Chodron Lately, I’ve been thinking about how I cultivate weather inside my body. “Is it biological? Chemical? Cultural? Hereditary?” My rainmaking is not intentional. It’s torrential: sloshing around in my stomach, collecting in a moat– aimed to isolate or protect something. This … More Hello, Sky

Missing People

The homeless man I pass by everyday is missing. His area is in a new state of disarray and the brick wall is burnt. I am full of sadness. I am regretful that I avoided him recently. I hope that tomorrow, I see him, and that all my worries are laughable, but right now my … More Missing People