Fractured Beauty & a Fissured Self: Learning to Love Completely.
I want to (re)discover a feeling of fearless love, toward life and toward myself, and toward the passion and willingness to be vulnerable and caring.
Debunking the Fairy Tale: Love, Not Forever.
I’m writing because I think Milan Kundera was right when he said, “Perhaps all the questions we ask of love, to measure, test, probe, and save it, have the additional effect of cutting it short.”
I Wonder About You. {poetry}
I wonder if you never forget
How my fingers find your hand
When I live in a different time and plane
All that is beautiful. All that is wounded. All that is whole. {Nudity}
Daring to see and be seen by the naked eye calls for courage and leads to intimate liberation. Not because the body is the container of the soul, but because the body is the amalgam of your experience, your raw energy, and your will to live. When we capture this together, we capture the ...
The Hellraiser.
When I looked in the mirror, there was a stranger staring back at me... She might have taken her own life many times with self-righteous hellraising self-denial.
Owen’s Love Nuke.
You know what love is when your mom gives your dad a kiss, or when Grandma comes over and makes you a sandwich, or when your aunt quietly takes your soft hand in hers and sits and stares at you in awe, tears filling her eyes with splendorous wonder. But there are bigger, stronger, more ...
Hey Hitler, the Rabbi’s a Surfer.
When I returned home to Los Angeles, I contacted a surfing Hasidic rabbi I had heard about. We decided to go to the beach and make art.
Original Sin Revisited.
What if God is both heaven and hell, and we experience God right here on earth? Not someplace after? To live is to know the face of God.
Cuba — Melancholy, Music, Mojo, Revolution: A Polaroid Photo Essay by Robert Sturman.
Cuba broke my heart. Cuba opened my mind. Cuba helped me see the world.
Faith Isn’t Supposed to Make Sense.
Journey on, and hold that heart of yours sacred. When it breaks, it feels like it’s never going to mend but it always does, scars included. Kindness is a gift we take delight in giving others. It’s now time to unwrap it for yourself.