Contemplating yezida 's post from a couple of days ago on fear, I was reminded of a turn of phrase I thought of a few years ago.

This is all there is.

There are so many ways to read that simple sentence.  You could read it as a limitation, yet another way to voice the sense of lack that our culture is so fond of, the idea that there is NO abundance, that ( Read more... )

I had lunch with an old friend today.  They have been at various times in my life my best friend, my confidant, my right hand, my lover, my Keeper, and just about everything in between those things.  It's been an interesting ride: our relationship spans nearly twenty years at this point.  We were born in the same year, so I know that we celebrated ( Read more... )