Appropriately, on the first of the month, we're preparing for some big changes. I am a little concerned about the commitment we're making, but I think it needs to be done. We need our own place, with our space clearly defined. We've been living communally for a long time, and it has weakened me a bit.
Now I'm sitting at Teahouse Kuan Yin, enjoying some Earl Grey and reading Basho.
"do not forget
that in the thicket are
I hope to use this blog to express some personal ideas and thoughts, since so much of my work lately has been professional. Which is great; I feel like j and I are on track, planning our future with a clarity that we had never had. Perhaps prematurely, I feel like we are were we want to be professionally. Strange and wonderful as it is, I think in sixteen years j and I have never been happier with our lives. Clearly a lot of this is my own work on myself, being a darvish, and j's work on herself as a mother and healer. The confluence has made a great space for us to just be a couple.
"with that moon
i wish to paint glitter
on the inn"
Since I am just beginning this blog, and moving to our new place, I should compose an opening poem myself. Traditionally the first stanza of a poem sets the tone, prepares the author or authors to move forward and compose a longer poem as a celebration or contest. In that spirit I begin my newest journey, aged 32, father of two.
sweet sounds of life
morning smells through curtains