A Skeptic Pursuing Wonder

Fear driven by circumstance, we seem to walk a thin line between the thin skinned narcosis of belief, and each moment, wings open, being sliced throat-to-belly opened to the cosmos. We seem to vacillate, lukewarm, between a false (an understandably human) hope (for some future relief from the raging present) and a fierce resistance to…

Finding Love

  It is not we who are seeking love, rather, it is Love seeking us. And the love we 'seek' can only be found┬áby flinging our whole being off the edge of the known world, freely falling fully surrendered into the abyssal depths of the unknowable unseen. It is there in the celestial darkness of…