Overstimulated |
It's way too late to be up...been sick so spent most of the morning sleeping while my mom watched the little people. Now, I'm drinking super juiced sweet tea, listening to a 3rd eye blind cd I j... Posted by mpÐx on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 12:40:00 PST |
Structure |
Days of mundane details...vehicle to accomplishing goals. Goals based on my values, and some just necessary goals in life. Like potty training...got 2 kids going at once for some healthy c... Posted by mpÐx on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 10:36:00 PST |
witch-hunt |
Despite my fundamental religious beliefs, or maybe because of them, I'm sometimes relieved that we live in a society where religion and spiritual things are scorned. Let me explain before you st... Posted by mpÐx on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 11:35:00 PST |
taking stock |
So, I just turned 32 and I'm taking stock of my life. Not because of New Year's because I keep time by the Hebrew calendar, and our new year is in the spring. But, I always take the few we... Posted by mpÐx on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 10:47:00 PST |
Gibran |
And a man said, Speak to us of Self-Knowledge.And he answered saying:Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and the nights.But your ears thirst for the sound of your heart's know... Posted by mpÐx on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 11:59:00 PST |
The Heat of Midnight Tears |
Listen, my friend, this road is the heart opening,Kissing his feet, resistance broken, tears all night.If we could reach the Lord through immersion in water,I would have asked to be born a fish in th... Posted by mpÐx on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 11:56:00 PST |
on gathering honey (rilke) |
We of the here and now are not satisfied for one moment in the time-world nor attached to it; we constantly exceed it and pass over to earlier ones, to our origins, and to those that seem ... Posted by mpÐx on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 11:53:00 PST |
Selections from Rilke's "Book of Hours" (Part 1: The Book of a Monastic Life) |
I read it here in your very word,
in the story of the gestures
with which your hands cupped themselves
around our becoming--limiting, warm.
You said live out loud, and die you said lightly,
and over... Posted by mpÐx on Fri, 27 Oct 2006 11:50:00 PST |
on trees (rilke) |
How surely gravity's law,
strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of even the smallest thing
and pulls it toward the heart of the world.
Each thing--
each stone, blossom, child--
is held in... Posted by mpÐx on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 11:49:00 PST |