“Are we able to live simply,” by Julia on her patio

Sunday July 15, 2018
9:26pm
5 minutes
Living Buddha, Living Christ
Thich Nhat Hanh

Every time this poor dog howls you look up at me from your book with those eyes that are trying to make a connection with mine.
I think you’re hoping that I will want one just as bad as you do; as if this three hour howling dog is helping your case.

How can we live simply with a dog suffering? Think of how much work it’ll be to love something who is always distressed.

And then I think about how you love me extra when I am visited by sadness, three hour tears streaming down my cheeks. You have some magic touch and a resevoir of love overflowing. You don’t even hide it. You give generously. You are there when I get thirsty.

And maybe we aren’t meant to live simply. Maybe some things are supposed to stretch us wide.

“high clouds no wind” by Julia in her bed


Saturday July 1, 2017
11:44pm
5 minutes
The Wayfinders
Wade Davis


no wind reminds me of the Titanic
no wind, no rain, clear skies, unsinkable ship
we know we cannot fight the elements with human tools,
these sticky sandwich hands
why do we try so hard to be destroyers
what business do we think we’re
entitled to here?

The fireworks were visible from our balcony so we stayed inside
we didn’t need to leave our room to enjoy the experience.
Must have been quite the party with so many rockets launched.