Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about. ~ rumi In the morning I sit and drink black coffee and watch the farmers work the rice fields. It looks like unimaginably tedious, […]
Bali
I’m Stuck in Bali: Stories of Pandemic Proportions. #1: In the Flow
“Flow down and down in always widening rings of being.” ~ rumi I’m not good at this. But it’s my turn. I place my palms together and hold them to my forehead. The water is cooler than I expected. The air ripe with smoky-sweet incense. I’ve watched others as I waited. They know what to do. […]