Tag Archives: children
One time I thought one thing mattered and that thing gave way, gave way like a diving board pulled from the diver when she was to spring to highest heights, it gave way like that to something else, this other … Continue reading
There goes my heart, again, running. Until it actually leaves, until I found it running through the woods, the past and future were everything and being between them is not the same as being present. That (the present, the gift) … Continue reading
Dreams and visions.
I have four words for my son for his learning. These are springboards. They (you know, “them”) will teach him how to read and add/subtract in those rooms. After that (before that really, as in right now), this, these: Passion … Continue reading
Curiosity is better than knowing things: Touch this. Touch that: Touch.
My son fears no person. He (literally) runs to strangers. I have a problem with this. The problem is me. I do not run to anyone, stranger or otherwise. I wait for them to get their asses over to me. … Continue reading
When I lived in Atlanta I played ping pong ( during the Olympics you call it Table Tennis). I would go to Keith’s house and on the way I would stop at the biggetst Farmer’s Market ever. I bought whatever … Continue reading
So, son, its now, this moment, this moment. You are changing me. Do you have enough of yourself to hear this and believe it? Can it roll through you as the truth without some shadowy part of you telling you … Continue reading
Random advice for me: Laugh lots (more) Show my teeth when I smile. Uh, smile. Love people, use things, not vice versa. Show up. Nurture curiosity. Believe in generosity. Listening is better than speaking. Play. Push play.