who you are
is very good
so be it
openly
*
[a collection of 35mm film]
2025-07-22 09:56:11 +0000 UTC View Post
intertwining posts
grace
i sit in the fire and i run from the fire and i am the fire.
i sleep for days and wake up and am fed by Grace.
my heart is tender like raw meat.
i spill coffee on my white blouse and i don’t care. i care so much.
i show up. i hide. i lay down and sleep more and pray to be protected while i sleep. i surrender and have faith. i remember when i had no faith.
i hold the demon and stroke her soft ringlets. i pray ...
2025-07-18 19:57:45 +0000 UTC View Postand when love speaks to you, believe in Him
For even as Love is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
And when he speaks to you believe in
him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.
2025-07-12 16:49:37 +0000 UTC View Postriding the pregnant tigress
learn that your innate luminous nature
is a hair’s breadth away
(i) know who you are
i want to say this now
don’t worry. you are so good.
i said this to a friend and then a week later he said it back to me and thank god because i forgot …
we need to keep reminding one another,
recollection of God is the impenetrable boat across the stormy waters
don’t hold...
2025-07-02 11:48:55 +0000 UTC View Postnew moon in cancer
i wake with the feeling of the knife in the back of the heart. after taking asana and breakfast, i am to drive Lama Lorraine to physical therapy. i pick her up and am a little nervous. i am wearing a nice dress and shawl to be respectful. i am surprised that she remembers my name. she is grandmotherly and has a british accent and i ask her about her journey to buddhism and she talks about her life the whole way and i am so intrigued listening closely, breathing only a little. her view is pano...
2025-06-26 18:21:29 +0000 UTC View Postmandalic entrance
circle around
the Heart
of matter
/
slow and steady,
or swift movement
it doesn’t matter
/
as long
as it is
with love
/
what is That?
there is no use in trying
to figure it out
/
breathe
pay attention
a little more this time
/
2025-06-14 20:24:21 +0000 UTC View Postdrawing blood, std panels, and unconditional love
there is ordinary magic moment to moment which can easily be missed by the hungry ghost. what is it that we hunger for? perhaps to be loved without condition, seen in our totality and strangeness without judgement. sometimes, in being seen, it can lead to clinging to an external situation or person that seems to be the source of that love. but upon closer investigation, it is found that the source is everywhere and in everything, is perceived in the heart, and especially tender when revealed ...
2025-06-09 17:05:34 +0000 UTC View Post
downpour and cherries
no one controls Nature i thought gleefully as the rain poured suddenly down and a shirtless man met my eye and we giggled and another person under an umbrella shrugged and grinned and i stopped. and became drenched in order to take in the velvet-y soaked pink flowers and i felt the inner fire and the sun came, everything wet and illumined. the flow seemed to stop but droplets remained falling from the still trees moving trees and they looked like a thousand diamonds and everything was still....
2025-06-08 12:46:22 +0000 UTC View Post
everything is changing
i danced and danced and danced…
/
we went to the city
and the Mother fed us
in many forms
fat and hairy
strong or luminous
homeless and rich
and there was chaos
but always there was the stillness
the radiant nucleus
watching
silent witness…
and i was heavy
and i am li...
2025-06-01 13:35:01 +0000 UTC View Post
a poem from the first day of april
i take myself
to cold river
holding flora
the whole way
/
gently and fiercely
/
the lips
of this flower
smell of honeysuckle
and what is this urge to consume
/
what we love?
/
wind
caresses skin
icy air, sweet milk
and the brilli...
2025-05-13 14:37:26 +0000 UTC View Poststreaming iridescence
smell the flowers
/
at the cafe
it’s orgasmic
and the barista
plucks one off
and places it
in the center
/
of the palms
sharing fragrance
of heart
/
and a private student says here
is the glass jar of herbs i made it
for you and i smile and pause 2025-05-06 21:30:58 +0000 UTC View Post
meditation (05.03.25)
the spine
is an icicle
/
ice to water
fluidity to translucence
/
love is an ocean
unfathomable action
/
the ones who love the world
are offering the body
/
and then disappearing
like waves
/
here
and then gone
/
...
2025-05-03 14:22:27 +0000 UTC View Posta flash of lightning in the dark night in the dream of loving awareness
loosen the grip
i walk near
a bird with plastic in the mouth
and this creature clings tightly
to treasure, swiftly flying on
/
and i wonder how many times
we cling tightly to what we think
is good for us, good for this
ephemeral form
/
to grip tenaciously
to contract beautifully
do not let go
...
2025-04-14 19:56:42 +0000 UTC View Post‘the heart essence’
Hatha Yoga is medicine
/
take the posture.
where is the mind?
/
love yourself so much
that you forget yourself
/
fuck the mystery
the pregnant sky
/
the body is an offering to God,
unfathomable Love
/
seek this love inside,
in quiet
learning to work with water
if i do not
/
respect
steaming pot
it burns me
/
if i do not
/
respect
frozen expanse
i fall
/
in clumsiness
i spill
boiling liquid
/
in reverence
i am stream
mm mother river
<...
2025-04-04 15:25:07 +0000 UTC View Post
fields of flora [i]
15 years ago, i decided to embark on a project where i took one self portrait a day for a year. i called it 365 days (original). this ritual was my refuge of quietude and stillness within a very emotional and seemingly turbulent inner world. i didn’t have words for it at the time; attention is a form of devotion, and that’s what i was giving myself — undivided attention. i don’t have the images anymore, or any photos from those teenage years (only about 40 of them which remain on an a...
2025-04-02 16:02:06 +0000 UTC View Postanother experiment
Millions are burning with the fire of aggression. We can sit with the intensity of the anger and let its energy humble us and make us more compassionate. This is where the fourth instruction comes in: it is helpful to think about the person who is angry, the anger itself, and the object of that anger being like a dream.
Rather than making it so important, we can reflect on the essencelessness of our current situation. We can slow down and ask, “Who this monolithic me that has been so...
2025-03-27 13:17:26 +0000 UTC View Post
waters
i walk
to the waterfall
and stop
*
to admire the rocks
and roots and sky
and here
*
blush-tinted expanse
and verdure fertility
i lay on a bed of stones
*
and listen to the mother
*
and gaze at the emptiness
and fullness inside
i ask the teach...
2025-03-21 12:42:07 +0000 UTC View Postis-ness
a drop
of oil
on a sizzling pan
*
in immediacy
no time
for thoughts
*
no need
to push that away
with one-point of attention
*
all-pervasive
laser beam.
surrender
*
to the paradox
*
i am empty
a...
2025-03-20 15:40:30 +0000 UTC View Postcold, spring lake
i am
the cold water
clear, fluid container
around these bliss limbs
the breath
slow
and deep
the lake
swift
unchanging
and the waxing gibbous
ivory wind horse
silent luminous witness —
2025-03-16 12:26:57 +0000 UTC View Postthe places that scare you
we are learning firsthand what everyone who has ever set out on this path has learned: we are all a paradoxical bundle of rich potential that consists of both neurosis and wisdom.
— pema chödrön —
2025-03-13 12:39:49 +0000 UTC View Post
naked luminosity (poem)
Topaz leaves quiver by wind
Silver moon weeps gently
upon the mid night
*
Little flower
And here
trees blush —
*
Swollen,
vulvic,
birthing.
*
Laboring
blissfully
hum,
*
Repetitive
unborn 2025-03-11 12:47:28 +0000 UTC View Post
The Flowers of Our Wrath
“Divine rage is fierce. disciplined, and visionary...The aim of divine rage is not vengeance but to reorder the world...
Perhaps our task as human beings is to find safe containers for our raw reactionary rage - and then choose to harness that energy in a way that creates a new world for all of us.”
—VALARIE KAUR—
Like everything, anger can be poison or nectar.
To Listen Deeply… To Alchemize…
[Self-portraits, before...
2025-02-28 21:10:24 +0000 UTC View Post