I started doing something new Starting with the way I wake up I open my eyes and begin my search It's different this time because I know I'll find what I'm looking for Instead of getting to the bottom it I'm getting to the beauty of it It's so much easier this way The bottom… Continue reading The Beauty of It
Tag: writing
Fill My Heart, Scotland
When we get out of the glass bottle of our ego and when we escape like the squirrels in the cage of our personality and get into the forest again, we shall shiver with cold and fright. But things will happen to us so that we don't know ourselves. Cool, unlying life will rush in.… Continue reading Fill My Heart, Scotland
I’ll be home in a minute.
it starts with a walk around the neighborhood. i'll be home in a minute, carrying eternity in my hands. it starts with wondering what would happen if you carried your camera everywhere with you. what if you were that person? letting your shoulder get used to the burden and letting your heart get attached. you… Continue reading I’ll be home in a minute.
-driving fast through a big city at night-
This last week went by so fast. Portland-Salem-Kirkland-Seattle. These are the 4 places I was last week. I tagged along with the Bethel School of Discipleship (BSSD) mission trip in Portland and fell in love with the city. We drove from Arcata on the 7th to Portland and I stayed till the Saturday Market. Also, on… Continue reading -driving fast through a big city at night-
Bookcase Freefall
Yesterday we had a paper written with things that hold us back. When people were ready, they took these papers to the fire and threw it in. Some people threw other things in that were personal hindrances to them, like packs of cigarettes or journals from the past. (I've always wondered if you burned a… Continue reading Bookcase Freefall
