I am not enough. I know this to be true. The struggle of the quest to be enough is that it has no blunt ends or signposts or sections in the dictionary. Enough : being what you need to be and nothing more. But context is the final definer of the lines around enough and that … Continue reading Enough

meditation on fear

Observe the browning leaves: do they worry as they die, and fall and fall to graying earth? Do they fight and struggle and scratch against the muscled fingers of gravity? No. They willingly go to decay, to shrink, to crunch under foot and Not return. They green in strong winds and spackled springtime light alike. … Continue reading meditation on fear