Essence of a Thing

     The world holds your being. These cosmos hold your being. The very stitches of love hold your being.

     Throughout our busy days, we often lose sight of our initial goals, those goals that leap into our minds when we first awake from our nightly slumber, pockets of inspiration. We forget what we set out for, and we forget ourselves.

     Moments of heightened or even repressed emotions act like a stumble during a dance. We lose our footing and the rest of ourselves come tumbling down like a messy domino effect. With skill, we can learn to make the stumbling part of the dance that is our lives.

     For these reasons, conscious breathing and proper posture are so important to me.

     I want to be connected to my body. My body isn’t something for me to ignore – I’m living in it. I want to treat it right, feed it well, make it feel good, and enliven it. Holding healthy posture helps keep myself anchored in my body so that I'm not stuck in my mind all the time but present in all of me. At any given moment throughout a busy day, I can call

Raining Shards Inflamed

I am angry. I am enraged. Life force fills me in the guise of action. Heated, I am. Inflamed I break down matter, that new life may be born from the ashes.

But what's this? I have no guidance! Where is my center of being? Where is my still point? Where am I in this space and what I am doing?


If only I had asked those questions before chaos ensued in my kitchen.