Most of these posts deal with some aspect of the struggle to find sanity and sacredness in a insane and commodified culture.
American Labyrinth First gate: Best Western. I grab my key and depart room 103, where stale air stinks of something I’d long forgotten to notice...
Gratitude for Gratitude Every once in a while I get a glimpse of the inner mental misery that most people seem to subject themselves to on a day by day, moment by moment basis...
The Arc of Remembering Untitled. Blank. Nothing is here but the soft subtle wind that moves through. But I am not talking of weather....
Getting that Growth Junkie Fix, at Work Hi, my name is Brooking, and I’m a personal growth junkie. Unlike the average bear who sees emotional discomfort and runs for the hills, the personal growth junkie seeks her fix with edges...
On Vastness, Identity, and Being Useful "Fight with all the strength at your disposal against the idea that you are nameable and describable." - Nisargadatta Maharaj. This quote was a bit of a lighthouse for me for a long time...
All the Single Ladies Every self-proclaimed ‘awakened woman’ I know spends half her time at home alone lighting incense at her altar and ‘calling in the one’. She and her awakened girlfriends talk over Kombucha and...
To Be or Not to Be Good I have been struggling a lot lately with my internal ideas of what it is to be good - recognizing how much social and familial conditioning have primed me...
The Heart of Power and Politics Last week I visited D.C. for the first time in many years. I went for evening walks around the capital, and felt blown away by how differently power shows up in Washington...
The Power of No Lately, I have been somewhat obsessed with the energy of “No”. Much of this fascination of course stems from my own continued challenge with it...
Why Facebook is Saving the World I take a radical stance on Facebook: I love it. I think it's world changing and a powerful force for courage, learning, remembering, and experiencing a level of support from community...
The Heart of the Problem of Social Change I have been struggling lately with a sense of misalignment in the tech accelerator social change world I'm embedded in...The strongest thread has been this sense of a lopsided headiness...
The Vulnerability of Having Opinions I have a dirty secret: I don’t like most poetry. Even the supposedly ‘good stuff’, the classics, the greats...
Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken This morning I encountered a tiny dog. One of those itty-bitty purse sized fluffy things that has been bred to look like a puppy it’s whole life. It was cute, and it was pathetic....
Moving in Worlds Beyond Words This past weekend, after more than seven years of dancing, I finally attended my first multi-day dance intensive....
Poems
This is a small selection from my growing collection of poems - you can find a few more scattered on the offerings page.
Her Cathedral Butterflies still frolic in the meadow beyond the playground...
A Song for the Newborns Child, tiny miracle, tender form, Anchored wings – you are here Because love carries forward...
The Laws of Lift There is still joy on the other side of the breathing shadow, where a faithful moon rises over microchip skyline...
In the Wake A gay man in Santa Monica was beaten on election night....
Eleven Spiders, Somehow I counted eleven spiders in the shower just now, but at first glance I only saw seven...
Home From the Holidays This weekend you flew so you might be together, a brood of blood pilgrims gathered round baggage claim....
A Red Dawn Shame waves lap at the shores of her bed while her toes compose lines in the sand....
The Pond The lotus grows from mud to sky. Prepares in the dark, reaches up through the wet,and blooms soft in the clear, open air...
Finding Yes Kind of in love with these sentinel pines who sing her awake as she walks on cement and she sips roasted beans... anyway today i let go of yet another held something and all sorts of feelings moved through....
