Double-Edged Sword

Have you ever been so happy, only to be filled with a melancholy for fear this happiness is the happiest you will ever be?

Ghosts

The ghosts in Japan are many, their spirits trail you when you least expect it. Their songs tickle your ears, just when you think you are alone.

Every Day With You In It Becomes An Event

Nothing makes a better muse than love, in all its forms and fortunes. Thank you for being my muse for the past few months, you will be missed.

Hanabi

Fireworks in summer festivals define summer in Japan for me. A carefree and childish time, you forget, then you forget.

To Not See Is Not Blindness

Mist, white as patiencedevours the mountains slowlyProud cedars, resigned to their fateaccept what they have comingEven as their comrades disappearEven as they swim,up to their necks,in the pale unknowingEquanimity, they breathe, into the silent surroundingMy body is glued into this momentif I peel away now I will forever be less like a sticker worn down …

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The Break Up

When you have nowhere else to put your feelings because the one person you want to share them with is no longer listening. Then I thank the gods for inventing the pen.

The Muse

If writing is holy ground,come walk with me through the fodder of your imagination. Come bear with me through the pins and needles that dig in to your sleeping confidence. Come smile at me even if your resolve is dissolving into pieces, even while the joy in your eyes melts and slides down your face, …

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Why I Meditate

Why do I meditate? The short answer is because I want to be happy. The long answer is the same. Not just happy the emotion, that momentary high when something goes your way, but a true happiness. The happiness of staying equanimous in the face of Life, no matter what she happens to throw at …

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The Chronicles of Cynthia Lee – Part 1

Revelations On The Toilet Seat "Come for me, baby," he says as he comes, cavalierly, into me. He finishes with a smile, rolls off, finishes his drink. He got what he wanted, now off to the next thing on his list. Check. Check, please. I offered myself to him on a silver platter. He told …

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Freedom Is Living Life As It Is, Not How You Want It To Be

When we are younger, we don't have to look very far to find one whom we call teacher. It is a gift many of us afford to take for granted, it is so pervasive to our young lives growing up. Go to school - there is a teacher; after school activities - there is another …

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