Mtwapa creek reminds me of cottage homes on an ontario lake. Beautiful homes blending into the trees and grass of forest and yard that slope down, often dramatically to a river bank. and in this case, the creek bank. The water here is gentler than the fierce beauty of the ocean and [...]
I remember the day i went to the pinery with some Ishayas and a couple other friends. We had a picnic on the beach and meditated and read books and when we spoke it was gently, without any urgency. Before leaving we sat at a picnic table to eat a watermelon. one by [...]
we’ve been getting fantastic rain storms at night and early early morning that move me in waves of tingles and freshness and i fall into them meditating and this is a song i wrote about what the rain told me about my examining table experience.
Lullaby of rain fall
the air rises in honor
the time is kept
by [...]
Little birds outside the dining room window and rest
on the iron grate
and peck at the glass, the knock echoes on the bare walls
a reverberating mess
I don’t know what you want
you’re here every morning
i chase you away, i try to chase you away
but you insist like a warning
Little birds get stuck inside
flying into the glass as [...]
sarah locked me in the compound when she went to town by closing it from the outside one day a couple weeks ago. i went to get out and after realizing what had happened felt a surge of frustration and anger. i sat outside by the gate waiting, by the time she returned [...]
We tried openeing a coconut that had fallen off a tree in our yard using a panga (machete), but trying to swing hard without slicing off any fingers only left us with feeble whacks at the first layer of many fibrous ones that surround that inner shell.
“I hate to think i need a man” sarah [...]
The milk we get comes in a triangle shaped packet. We get it from Benson at the kiosk at the end of our dirt rd. There are zebra stripes painted on the doors and the little wood box also sells us our toilet paper, drinking water and cupcakes.
“This milk packet is weird.” I [...]
Last night we came into mombasa to meet with pretibha. we emailed for an hour and then sat down and feel into a much needed conversation to clear the air. when the tension between us is leading up to these discussions it feels threatening and suffocating and like all the effort put into being [...]
I went to my friend Heino’s workshop the other day. It’s called auto marine and it’s on the main rd between mtwapa and mombasa. The workshop is this huge open compound lined with offices and sheds filled with different kinds of vehicles. he makes custom cars. It reminded me of being in northern [...]
the last little while my tolerance has been put to the test. i’ve been feeling a lot of exasperation and noticing that my reaction to it and whoever is involved is to shut down, to withhold myself. on one hand to show my displeasure and on the other hand to protect myself from [...]
