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“Let us go forth, the tellers of tales, and seize whatever prey the heart long for, and have no fear. Everything exists, everything is true, and the earth is only a little dust under our feet.” – WB Yeats

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Month: November 2017

November 20, 2017November 20, 2017Mush Khan

Grains through the emptiness

Have no fear, my dear friend. Stand in the sunlight and in the rain. Love the wind and the raging fires. Be still and bear witness to all creation and taste its goodness. For with each moment, another precious grain tumbles through the emptiness to find its place in your heart. And with it, you […]

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November 20, 2017Mush Khan

Through his mother’s eyes

She looked up and saw him looking at her.  She smiled at him.  Her eyes locked on his for a moment and she smiled through her deep brown eyes and into his.  His heart settled and his breath slowed.  Her eyes held a sense of wonder.  A simple curiosity that held no expectations.  He stood […]

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November 19, 2017November 20, 2017Mush Khan

Do not make life short…

November 19, 2017November 18, 2017Mush Khan

Deep into the night

The night wrapped itself around him and he looked deep into the black sky. There were feint lights that resembled stars but he couldn’t be sure. He looked deeper still and looked for heaven and the sense of magical wonder it held. He breathed slowly as his gaze went deep into the blackness beyond him. […]

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November 18, 2017November 18, 2017Mush Khan

Go all the way

These two poems by Charles Bukowski are an antidote for malaise.

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November 18, 2017November 18, 2017Mush Khan

Make good art

This is a wonderful commencement speech by Neil Gaiman.  Worth watching many times.

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November 18, 2017November 18, 2017Mush Khan

Be patient

If it is right, it happens.  The main thing is not to hurry.  Nothing good gets away. – John Steinbeck

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November 18, 2017November 18, 2017Mush Khan

Awakening…

The town settled around him and streets wound around the houses in familiar turns. There were small shops scattered throughout the town. A baker. A cobbler. A shop filled with clothes and an old woman sewing as she pumped the pedal of the sewing machine. The needle slowly rose and fell. One more stitch added […]

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November 18, 2017November 18, 2017Mush Khan

Let the night sky embrace me

I just want to stretch my soul deep into the night. And let the universe hear my beating heart. To break the silence with whatever I have to give. To love. To give. To honor my seeking heart. To keep moving. And to become weak from breathing. To fall asleep into the deepening sky. And […]

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November 18, 2017November 18, 2017Mush Khan

Watching…

His feet felt heavy as though the earth was pulling on them harder and harder. He wanted to walk but couldn’t. He held fast and stood there watching the child. The young mother carefully pushed away the baby’s red hair that had fallen on her face and slowly got up. She smiled at him tenderly […]

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