Heaven is a State of Mind
I awaken as the fragile fingers of dawn poke their way past the curtains. As always there is the slow burn before the brain reignites with a rush like a gas boiler. In
Technical Conversations #4
I can feel that my fascia is twisted around my torso. It feels tight and flat from my right groin in a narrow fan pattern to just below my ribs and then around
Tedious Tectonic Tautology
Or: Did the Earth move for you, darling? Starting Over for the Seventh Time: A June Practice Log (Weeks 1–2) When I started this process several weeks ago, I thought it would
Dao by name, Dao by nature
An explanation of the Daoist view of Creation