Ode to My Kite Soul

This body in which I live has ripened to maturity Once supple flesh strains against the yoke of time Outflowing years sculpt my well-seasoned visage Every day I open my eyes is a good day My essence is ever-reaching beyond this tangible frame Entering the green tabernacle I unpack my kite soul Folded within my …

Love Defeats Hate

The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference. – Elie Wiesel I have been upset and heartsick these days. Two days ago a psychotic beast walked …

Unfold Your Own Myth

Don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth. – Rumi Our lives are an ever-unfolding journey set between spiritual ley lines established by personal mythology. A paradise can be found at the end of your nose, if you look for it. Each day of our lives demand a …

Don’t Lose HOPE

There is a saying in Tibetan, ‘Tragedy should be utilized as a source of strength.’No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that’s our real disaster. – Dalai Lama Think back to where you were a year ago when you heard the WHO had declared Covid-19 a pandemic. …

Lucky Celestial Lion Cookies

Your body is not a temple, it’s an amusement park. Enjoy the ride. – Anthony Bourdain One thing I miss about living in China is the immense variety of regional specialty foods. I am fortunate in that I’ve been able to enjoy some amazing Chinese foods over the years. Around the world, traditional foods are …

Spontaneous Fluctuation

The mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled. – Plutarch We all know our brain has two hemispheres. And the right side is creative and emotional, and the left side is rational and fact-based. Binaural beats are an auditory illusion created when two different tones, with less than …

Rapture on the Shore: A Sonnet

A lone spirit wanders the foamy line Heart adrift, floating between sand and sea Trod shattered mountains and slick gems of brine Timeless messengers take my soul to thee Mortal coil spun between heaven and earth Escape the unreal web of illusions Draped over my innocent eyes since birth Uncover the mystic in seclusion Touching …

Generation Loss

The difference between the right word and the almost right word is really a large matter – it’s the difference between lightning and a lightning bug. – Mark Twain There is something known as generation loss in data systems. This is the loss of quality between subsequent copies of data. Making a copy of a …

Winter’s Final Interlude: a poem

The songbirds’ fanfare has sounded Winter’s frosty interludes last days not weeks Hints of green speckle the dry, golden grass While daylight’s performances grow longer The rustle of cracking seeds and curling roots Resounds beneath the thawing ground Rejuvenated souls stir from their slumber And pull back their immaculate blankets Warm breezes join hands with …

The Soul of the Brush

The painter has the Universe in his eyes and hands. – Leonardo da Vinci Humans have been painting with brushes for over 16,000 years. Ancient people created brushes from feathers and hair attached to sticks. Chinese brushes originated over 6,000 years ago and are still used throughout Asia. As with the creation of any tool, …