Planting Seeds

This resurrection business is a tough gig. But I’m not claiming to be the second coming of anything so I think three weeks to bounce back is commensurate with a messianic three days. While it’s not been a biblical time, unlike the rain we’ve had ALL WEEKEND LONG, it’s been Read more

By justk, ago

Resurrection Time

What a time it’s been. Flying at the speed of light we’ve arrived at spring. Or so it feels. I took a pause, Rip Van Winkle style and awoke to signs winter is finally over. Unlike the notorious RVW, I emerged rather well preserved if I may say. The trick Read more

By justk, ago

R & R part 2: Nature is a Tonic

Nature is a tonic. I grew up with natural remedies and the kitchen cupboard apothecary, repurposed bottles containing various roots and spices steeped in overproof rum were a regular sight among the bathroom linens and back up stock of tp and toothpaste. But my experiences in nature were very few. Read more

By justk, ago

Well Hello again…

I’ve been cocooned for much longer than I thought it would take to gather my thoughts – which can be a bit like harnessing butterflies. But it feels great to break out of the shell and be back in the virtual world.  Life in the real world has been busy Read more

By justk, ago

rather must they accept everything

2020 has been a beast of a year, and we’ve still got a third left. I don’t dare ask what’s next. I’m confounded by the deaths of the Black Mamba and the Black Panther in a world reeling with loss. My pain flares anew at memes that question whether my Read more

By justk, ago

take a walk on the zen side

The day just won’t start. Like a cold engine on an early winter morning. The sky is grey and lacks brightness. That is a light lie. Winter mornings can be blindingly bright. The cruel sparkle of frost and ice flash a warning to proceed with care. Everything is on display Read more

By justk, ago

take good care

A long time ago at a party in LA a young man told me I “wasn’t long for this world”. He was looking at my palm. He had no credentials and it was completely unsolicited. His tone was sober despite the Ecstasy and alcohol I had seen him ingest. To Read more

By justk, ago

feeding time

I am a failed bulimic. I couldn’t ever get the purge part right. I loved the eating part – if it was a food I loved I just wanted to keep enjoying the delicious sensations. I would ignore the protests of my stomach to satisfy mouthfeel cravings.Chocolate, yes. But also Read more

By justk, ago