Let the world tickle my heart Let my body ride tall in the saddle Let my life’s work be enough Let the dangerous maidens speak first Let no walls emerge from within Let tenderness find it’s footing Let me leap all smiles into reality’s abyss ~ adapted/inspired by Chogyam Trungpa, master if crazy wisdom

We have run out of money, so we are no longer materialists. We have run short on time, so we’ve turned our phones into typewriters. Typewriters that don’t write. We have lost patience with conflicts that never touched us. We’ve banished those from our minds. So, death accrues off-map. January is a stream of hope [...]