I pray that our hearts may be softened. I pray, not to an absent God, but to a humankind that has lost its humanity. My prayer is a hopeful imploring, a desperate beseeching: it is not in God's hands, but ours. My prayer is a stark question: Will we ever be able to actually love… Continue reading Fight against the hardening of our hearts
A Brief Message To My Family Who May Or May Not Judge Me For Converting To A Different Religion Than Them
My life is not a sterile thing to be poked and prodded in a petri dish. It is not a concept to be theorized about with inscrutable language by learned scholars. There is no need for justification, no need for a public service announcement to explain why. I am sorry— to myself and to others—… Continue reading A Brief Message To My Family Who May Or May Not Judge Me For Converting To A Different Religion Than Them
Supported
Since there was no way to test out the decision, I could only decide. I could only leap. I could only surrender. Now, I wake up in the mornings in a fog of unreality— did I really do it? Am I really here, on the other side?— mountains outside my window, the cool breath of… Continue reading Supported
Only flux
Swept up in a breathless story as a child, I was shocked to learn that all the events so far were just the prologue of a larger, grander story. But how did the people in the story know it's only the prologue? I wondered. And not the most important part? They didn't, of course. How… Continue reading Only flux
A letter to the Supreme Court
I wrote this letter on June 26, 2022, shortly after Roe v. Wade was overturned. I posted it on my old blog and am re-posting it here. Dear brothers and sisters on the Supreme Court, It is hard to write this letter. It is even harder to refer to you as my brothers and sisters,… Continue reading A letter to the Supreme Court
Estuary
After a lifetime of rejecting predetermination, I call upon it now. I get quiet. Okay, I'm ready. Tell me what to do. Point me in the right direction. Give me a sign, but one that is unmistakable, because you know me, you know I think everything is a sign. Okay, I am quiet. I am… Continue reading Estuary
Human vs. ego
How can I spew cliches about accepting and respecting differences when I cannot accept and respect my own father? How can I bemoan and condemn the opposite political party for their egos and their hatred when my own ego and hatred has widened a family chasm? How can I touch Oneness, the underlying truth of… Continue reading Human vs. ego
A visitor
The night is cool (for Texas) and breezy. The sky is covered in gauzy veils of cloud; thick paintbrush strokes that obscure everything except for the moon, who looks rather fuzzy. I drag my quilt into the crunchy, leaf-covered grass of my backyard, spread it out, and lay down. The earth is still warm from… Continue reading A visitor
Channeling Ram Dass on my lunch break
some things people have told me about anger: it's not all bad. anger is the backside of love. there is nothing wrong with it unless you are defeated by it. it is a sword that can be used for justice. some things people have asked me about my anger: how can you create value from… Continue reading Channeling Ram Dass on my lunch break
Divine Comedy
Laughter is proof that the universe is inherently good. There is an inner wellspring of laughter— so naturally available, present from the first moment of birth— which, once awakened, allows a glimpse of nirvana, a glimpse of the truth of our human experience, which is that we are here to delight in one another.
embracing samsara 