now and again, something so odd happens that it is all but impossible to avoid the conclusion that it has meaning beyond the expected.

today was an unexpectedly pleasant day. it did not begin so, as the storm front moved through and doused the area quite completely.

“It’s a far cry from where I’ve been.” These, recent words, from a friend, in relation to evening activities. It made me think. A wry grin here, as there is very little encountered that fails to have that result. A curse, most times. But sometimes, unexpectedly, a blessing.

the song on the stream this morning is by Sounds From The Ground, and called “Planted”. someone sent me an e-card. the theme was dandelion. the first email i opened this morning was from a friend talking about (of all things) gardening. past the point of needing to explain, i just shake my head and sigh. time for work.

archival.

i am tired. the moon waxes as i wane and, in typical fashion, every karmic hailstone that is scheduled decides to fall in this moment. annoying, the regularity of it all.

archival.

H.E. Garchen Rinpoche has asked that those with interest in benefitting all sentient beings work with him from May 26th to May 28th. Please read on for mantra and participation details.

having received a request to consider a spoken word album and perhaps a chapbook, the following digital play to create a concept for covers. feels like vanity… but perhaps it isn’t. regardless, i enjoyed making this.