Days passing past me
Daylight wanes for a few weeks
Then the axis tilts
poetry, prose, and photography
Days passing past me
Daylight wanes for a few weeks
Then the axis tilts

Early in the day
Witnessing such suffering
A surreal day
The Amtrak derailment about 60 miles south of me dominated the news, and my awareness yesterday.
I adore Rumi. The wisdom within his poetry has long guided me.
Within this small line: the importance of faith. Not necessarily directed toward any particular diety. Simply regarding our community.
Our futures are unknowable until they become our past. Even then meaning slowly gets gleaned.
I live with a dangerous mindset: desiring to understand all the ramifications of a choice before I act. This impossibility risks paralyzing me. Often, it has. Losing opportunity out of fear? That’s sad.
I need to embrace that the way will appear when it needs to, and not a moment before. And that this way is good, it is for the best.
Believe the unknown and uncontrollable are not reasons to hide, to wait, relegating opportunity to vapor.
What is my Inheritance?
The stuff of privilege
Trust funds and disconnect
And a misunderstanding of struggle

As a long time fan of Snyder’s work, this delights me.
The life of Van Gogh
Quite broad in its depths and heights
This tortured genius
This film looks absolutely stunning. Now placed upon my “to watch” list, I look forward to shifting it to “watched”.