“A squirrel, digging for a nut, upends my frail tomato plant and fails to replant it, even though he has the tools. I find this kind of squirrely oblivion everywhere” ~ Thomas Lux, Blue with Collapse “Après nous, le déluge” is a principle that Václav Havel, the first president of the Czech Republic, invokes in […]Read more "Après nous, le déluge"
A vision that came to fruition, for a brief moment in time, and was shared among a small group of students seeking to be change-makers… this is what they believed, held close to their hearts and worked towards… this then, is a reminder, a memorial, and a challenge to be carried into the future, lest […]Read more "There once was LOTUS"
Another remnant from the past… well enough in the past now that it can turn into a fond memory, an insight into the younger person, who struggled with emotions too strong not to be put to words… ~~~ Hi there X, you are probably wondering what this crazy guy is up to now…well. Remember how […]Read more "What I want to say (or thought I needed to say)"
I recently stumbled on this piece, that I, having been in my very early twenties, wrote and never quite completed, perhaps for the first time struggling with a question that accompanies me still… it is thus, a window in time to my earlier self ~~~ Happiness! – What are you? – Happiness! – Where are […]Read more "On Being Unhappy In a Privileged Life"
In his 1992 address to the Academy of Humanities and Political Sciences in Paris, philosopher, writer and politician Václav Havel began as follows: “Ladies and gentlemen, I come to you from a country that waited many long years for its freedom. Allow me to use this opportunity for a brief consideration of the phenomenon of […]Read more "The wind in the reeds"
“I have sought you for centuries, Accepted weak symbols of your promise, Torn at gates that only led to darkness And increased appetite for you, Swore I would not live another day without your love. Where are you hiding my love? Each day without you will never come again. Even today you missed a sunset […]Read more "Perfect moments, longing and existence: a short story"
“And so may a slow wind work these words of love around you, an invisible cloak to mind your life”~ John O’Donohue, Beannacht “A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I […]Read more "Life thickens around deeply lived questions"