A letter for nights like tonight

Dear me,

This is a letter for nights like tonight. Nights when the lights on the road before you seem dim and somewhat hazy. Nights when your internal sense of knowing that it’s all not only going to be ok, but great, has moved just beyond your…

Grandma Zen, Alice and the Stick

An exploration of compassion, judgement, sticking with discomfort and exploring curiously; through the act of paying attention. In writing.

Art is a demanding mistress

Intense.

Perhaps that’s the easiest way to describe us. But also unexplainably light. Happy in sadness. Overjoyed to feel. Because we cannot possibly not do this. It comes from our core and bubbles up towards the surface. Sometimes in the company of many…