On the Battleground

It started with the breath. Every emotion and thought that buzzed around like atoms would cut the breath off. As the breath became shallow, tension grew. Emotional tension, intense thinking, but most of all tension in the body. Raised shoulders, clenching in the stomach, slouching that caused the back to hurt, a tightly clenched jaw,Continue reading “On the Battleground”

The Thrill of the Ride

Wood chips under my feet. The bright colored landscape is unfamiliar and foreign, and I feel foreign in it. The shape of each structure is only partly registering in my mind. To stand present with this familiar, but hauntingly empty playscape feels like I’m looking at an old friend from a distance. It’s there inContinue reading “The Thrill of the Ride”