- Exploring consciousness through the everyday

We only have a day

The leaves are signaling a new season to come and- as the orange and red hues spread I’ve been thinking of endings. A little over a year ago my son and I met another little boy his age along with his grandmother. Since then weve seen each other once a week – sometimes twice. Throughout that…
snake under the bed

I was doing my nightly sitting practice when I heard what -at first, sounded like a slurping sound and I froze in terror. The noise lasted a few moments-then, cut out and the first thing I imagined was that a lunatic had- for reasons unknown- besides being insane- hid in the closet. Nevermind that I…
waves.

My son has been birthing the last of his four molars and I’ve become attuned to the rhythms of his discomfort. And- like everything else in the natural world -there is always a peak followed by a trough. He’ll be an uber maniac one day followed by just a regular maniac (ie toddler )-the next day. …

Everyday musings and some baby talk too