Welcomed my birthday in silence this year. If one could call two dogs pouncing after sleeping ducks – with all the thumps and squeaks and the slap of wings and the paddle of webbed feet – a silent affair. As if anything in nature is ever silent. I had to invent silence. That morning I… Continue reading Silent affairs
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Bad human day
Some days I feel I'm a gift to mankind. Other days I'm not sure if I even exist. Sometimes I'm so loving it's borderline awkward. Other times you could cry me a river and I couldn't care less if I tried. Today I'm just a joke. I'm learning Spanish and getting pretty good at it.… Continue reading Bad human day
Limits of Love
Ever since I wrote about Love, I’ve considered the subject to be unyielding, limitless and infinite. I’ve felt it in the pebbles on the shore, in the relentless rush of a summer highway, in the songful forest breeze and in a bustling market full of fresh berries and hopeful tradesmen. Love is everywhere. Everything that… Continue reading Limits of Love
Orgasmic nature
Entering a small patch of forest, I asked the island spirit to walk with me today. We were old friends for I had felt its greeting each time I stepped on the shore. It was a sunny, quiet day and I had been longing for company. The time was now.As I expanded my consciousness to… Continue reading Orgasmic nature
Imagine sex
Parts of me are shaking as I start this piece. Feels like the most vulnerable thing I've ever written, while also being seriously crooked, bumpy and weird. Much like the process of sexual awakening itself. First, a short confession I love sex. I want sex. I don’t like doing it. Not an easy thing to… Continue reading Imagine sex
The void in us
Have you met the place inside you that stays empty, no matter what you try?The place that’s always uncomfortable and home to a selection of various fears? I call it the void inside me. The crater that can not be filled. Today I think it’s an echo of the big Void that existed before the… Continue reading The void in us