language as contribution

By admin, on February 1st, 2010%

i often have to remind myself of this. each day i am alive, i am able to learn something. each day i am able to learn something, i am able to live. learning takes many forms. it can be very literal: i go to a class, a teacher passes me knowledge, i am tested. other times it is more figurative: i take the time on my way to a coffee shop to feel the air as it enters my body, cold and crisp in the winter; to feel my feet in my shoes, on the sturdy but broken concrete as i walk. . . . → Read More: language as contribution

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the opposite of falling: love in translation

By admin, on December 30th, 2009%

with this shift in self, i have moved from scripting my life to translating it. i am full of words. they roll around inside my self waiting for the right moment to align them in a way that is meaningful, and when i’m lucky, perhaps also beautiful. i think it is my gift, this desire and ability to take a moment of raw energy and have the guts to try to capture it in words. it’s not always successful, but when it is, my heart beats slow and strong and my spirit seems to root itself further into the earth when i feel i have done that moment justice. i let it live a little longer. and occasionally, i get to share those words with someone else and perhaps then they too get to experience that moment for the reality and truth of what it was. . . . → Read More: the opposite of falling: love in translation

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