The quiet is a code. One encouraging. One re-assuring. One conversational, and just to you. Collect yourself in […]
meditation
call the day, the night– And do nothing– Like now. Meditation made…
In office at winery. All positive. I’m smiling at any stress, and still very much buzzing off the […]
In the vineyards. Peace. Quiet. Collection. Could and would never tire of this. Lifting wind, gently assertive. Under […]
I’m quitting negativity. Anything negative. Anything remotely negative. Or even minuscule indignation. No more. Just zen, writer zen, […]
then you know. There are those times when you finish something then have to find someone for the […]
Adjunct cell. Planning. In NO mood to teach. But I drink the coffee in the tumbler, the same […]
Entirely in father province of the writer-father role, beginning this morning, with Emma gifted me an explosively abhorrent […]
Where to make wine… Where to make wine… Thinking about the vision for my label, whoso. Want wine […]