A coat of many......thoughts

I am in a curious state right now. I am instinctually aware of the depth, mystery and warmth of life yet in the same instant the focus of my understanding cannot move past the sense of the shallow, aching, and rigid feel to la vida cotidiana (the daily life). I think this is why I haven't written in a long time. It's almost like I'm looking into a glass bottle that is filled with the essential oils of all good things in life- peace, love, mystery, hope, joy etc. I can see all of these things floating around, mixing together, but i can't get to them. Don't hear me moaning about how bad life is, it's not bad at all. In fact I get my regular drip from the bottle. The problem is I want the whole damn thing. I want to smash the thing on the floor and roll around in it. I don't even care about all the cuts I'd get from the glass. I want it all and I want it forever.

Even as I write I know my heart is craving God and not just the "regular drip, know God's presence every other thursday and once on sunday" dose. I want all of Him and forever. Do you hear me God? Without your presence we are dying people in a dying world. Like Peter said, Lord, to whom shall we go, you have the words of eternal life.

I have been reading The Power of the Powerless again as well as continuing to read any Wendell Berry poetry I can get my hands on. They both have inspiring perspectives on life that invite reflection and they have impacted me greatly. Through reading what they write I am more sure that the weak, small, and broken are at the heart of God. That the full life is the one defined by the kind of love that is earthy and smells of life.

I'm pretty thankful for my friends these days as well and all of the times in my life where experiences defy description. Below are some images of some of those people and some of those moments.

enjoy and thanks for reading.


















paz sea el viaje.