what meditation looks like at my house

what meditation looks like at my house

so yesterday i divulged to you my foray into the rough waters of deep-thought and reflection. it hasn’t been going well.  sitting “relaxed”, but “observant” is like asking me to go clubbing with the stomach flu; the two don’t really...
got sleep?

got sleep?

me neither. the last few weeks has been one heated, nasty, name-calling, head butting, index finger to the eye, chess game with mr. sandman. if i’m pushed i’ll even throw out a yo mamma…. so far i’m winning the slurs, but i’m losing at...
can you feel it?

can you feel it?

sweet monday morning kisses to you m’loves. it was a rather teary weekend around here, mixed with moments of quiet bafflement, and head shaking, as we fixed ourselves around the television and radio, attempting to absorb the tragedy in colorado. i’m not...