blog

“And that is just the point... how the world, moist and beautiful, calls to each of us to make a new and serious response. That's the big question, the one the world throws at you every morning. 'Here you are, alive. Would you like to make a comment?" ―Mary Oliver

    Loading posts...
  • Meneer de Braker | Rainy Buddha

    I Heart Meditation (Alive Magazine, June 2009)

    The practice of meditation bestows a myriad of health benefits including increased concentration and a general feeling of well-being. But undoubtedly one of the most important benefits is reduced stress and improved…

  • Ivan Aivazovsky, Between the Waves, 1898

    Beginning Again … and Again…

    It is so difficult to maintain a conscious attention. The incessant activity of everything around me continually steals my attention. How do I find a space inside that can just observe this…

  • Allen Ginsberg

    Writing Your Mind

    “Proclamation of the actual mind, manifesting your mind, writing the mind, which goes back to Kerouac but also goes back to Milarepa, goes back to his original instructions: Don’t you trust your…

  • Submission

    Sitting here, I come up against something, Perhaps it is a desire to change my state, or for things to be different. I try to bring the question, “Who am I?” It…

  • Kentarana Kamura, Evening Wave, 1927

    Echoes

    The evening was beautiful and the streets were quiet. I walked towards the coast, almost as if I was drifting along, further and further away from myself. The ghostly lights of streetlamps…

  • I, I, I ….but enough about me, let’s talk about you…

    This is a game that was suggested by my friend Seth over on Facebook . It’s also a writing exercise, and a wonderful way to learn someone’s intimate secrets. If you’d like…

  • (Photo: Dead Methods, "Let Go")

    Letting Go

    Lately I have been pondering this question of understanding as opposed to knowledge. Knowledge, to me is the practice of acquiring information, through books or what have you. Understanding, on the other…

  • (Photo: "What's Important To Me"

    Vignette

    I sit here, couched. A breeze enters the room, snapping the curtains. It is like watching a dance. The wind circulates through the room, stirring the plants that rest on the windowsill.…

  • Morning

    The house was quiet when I awoke. I stood waiting as the coffee machine gurgled away into the morning like a mad orchestra. The dark acidic smell awakening my lazy senses. The…

  • Palace of the Governors Photo Archives

    The Path of Question

    Who am I? This is the great unanswerable enigma. My mind tries so hard to escape the fact that it cannot truthfully answer this question. I call myself, “Luke,” but this brings…