Bat Hour has been getting later. A few weeks ago the bats began their nightly acrobatics around before nine o’clock. Now they don’t appear until…
Thoughts from the edge of ordinary
Bat Hour has been getting later. A few weeks ago the bats began their nightly acrobatics around before nine o’clock. Now they don’t appear until…
Everyone simply… helped.
No one made my mess into my identity.
No one made me earn the help.
An invitation is different than an obligation Dear Void, Lately I’ve been leaving the back door open. Partly for the cats. They wander out into…
Subtitle:On stillness, participation, and the freedom of beginning again. Tonight my phone died. My busy brain was dismayed. No scrolling. No checking. No endless notifications…
I Was Told I Seemed Put Together Dear Void, WTAF. Yes. That feels like the appropriate opening. Because somewhere between the slow tilt toward the…
I carried it with me all day.
And at one point, I thought…if this rock were magic, what would I want it to do?
Void Rock — Day 1 I put a rock in my pocket today. That sentence feels like it should lead to something more meaningful, but…
Slowing down isn’t lazy—it’s revolutionary. There’s a quiet kind of rebellion in stillness.In a world built on false urgency and endless to-do lists, choosing to…
from the series: Quiet-ish: Meditations for the Restless MindWritten on a day when the brain refused to whisper… Some days, my brain rolls out floats,…