Love Notes

Love pulls the soul through the heart. The heart is where the mind & body meet for coffee.

Love is a pencil sharpener.

from Little Bombs from Heaven

Love is meaningless, but love supports meaning
When it responds to the doubt, dread & angst
Inherent in the broadest existential “Why!?”
With a smiling “Why not?”

Maybe the quest for meaning has a final answer
In the qualities and the people and the forms
That manifest in a world turning
On nothing but the meaninglessness of love.

Dream: March 18, 1998

I am back in my sacred place in nature. I know this place well, but I haven't been here in a long time. Its colors have changed a bit, but its forms remain the same. It's a clearing. Rivulets flow through it. The ground is stony. My body feels very loose. As I go I think of how Cedar told me sometimes he gets distracted by all the conspiracy theories, but understands that as natural to people who are young and less wise. I think it must simpler than that: that the only conspiracy is the conspiracy against love