Trying to Sit

When sitting becomes healing you cannot sit to heal

As Buddha said, “When, for you, in the thought is just the thought, then you shall be free…”

Satan

And last night
because I’ve been struggling
with pain
and cannot walk

the nightmares take the form
of visions and
I welcome them with
my other self

And last night
it was the Devil
with the name of
Satan
(which he prefers by the way)
who is angry for being
blamed when he
says he is not stupid
so how could he
why would he
damn humans

And I saw colors
that are not there
and cannot be described
but Satan was 4 dimensional
and in the center mostly
black while
all around him flamed
those colors so brilliant
and transforming
that we knew to touch
them was impossible
even in winter with
its white longing there

And last night
I cried when he left
and my other self
laughed and laughed

George Sand

Some people just know how to dress for the occasion, yes? But then George always was a woman of conviction. Just what is needed in these times.

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George Sand (Amantine Dupin)

 I think I must have posted more about our dear George Sand. It is not like me to be so spare about an author.

My apologies if it was somehow edited out.

1984 & Alternative Facts

2 + 2 = 5

In the end, he came to say: He loved Big Brother

At times we need to keep our anger. If we breathe too deeply, accept too much, we can acquiesce to the loss of our own souls. Rage, rage against the machine.

Good Enough to Eat

Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters—sometimes very hastily—but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.