She looked pained in her sleep. Was the pain a bad dream or fear upon waking the dream would end and the nightmare begin? I have woken from bad dreams in a cold sweat thrilled the nightmare had ended and I could dance into the new day. I have awakened from a blissful dream into […]
The one flower that smelled like freedom. ~Banana Yoshimoto I smelled freedom in the light scent emitted from a scraggly juniper forcing its way through a small crack in the side of a red rock wall as it twists into the bluing sky on a crisp spring morning.
Coyote knows we do not matter. He knows rocks care nothing for those who wander through them; yet he also knows that those same individuals who care for the rocks will find openings – large openings – that become passageways into the unseen world, where music is heard through doves’ wings and wisdom is gleaned […]
The world of dreams and the world of work are twin realities, like the opposing wings of a butterfly. ~Cristina Garcia If the world of dreams and the world of work are twin realities, what do we make of the world between dream and work?
One solitary buzzard rocked lazily in the sky. ~Juan Rulfo If I was to suborn the creator to bestow form for my next incarnation, it would be to be born into the Accipiter family preferably in the order Vultur or Falco, vultures or hawks, carrion feeder or fresh flesh eater. Both have their allure.
I wonder if, in the dark night of the sea, the octopus dreams off me. ~N. Scott Momaday It is a propensity of the human species to place ourselves on a pedestal and look down upon every other species extant or extinct as inferior. We even subdivided ourselves into levels of superiority ridiculously correlated to […]
I am in a shallow boat running low. The oars stroke rhythmically, consistently, no deviation in time or speed, tick tock mind the clock. Push, drop, pull, raise, glide. Tick. Push the arms forward. Tock. Drop the blades in the water. Wind the clock. Tick. Pull using all the muscles in the back and arms […]