Breathing Curiosity
A spiritual and intellectual approach to eating has been a focus as of late. This approach is by no means a new phase but rather a zooming-in by way of reduction being dramatically intensified — more singularity per dish, as opposed to a variety of up to five items on a plate, and items being… Continue reading A complex simplicity in reference to childhood memories on taste
Blueberry-Basil Cornbread with kernels, on Mexican plate
Love is like the simple bite of an exquisite something in the palate,and the exquisite state generated by the presence of a pleasing taste complexity in the palate is like love—- the sense of need dissipates.
When a kiss vibrates from lips onto a cheek, onto other lips, onto willing hands, in love When a caress softens the caressing hand, and the touched When with eyes and pelvis a body in penetration shakes, do not take it personally. Sharing signs of love happens from one towards another. And yet, love itself… Continue reading Love is not personal
For the newly incarnated soul, love begins being fertile in the kitchen. Shades of anguish will likely manifest themselves there as well but much of the following decades the fleshed soul will spend falling and standing in love, will be tainted and significantly propelled by the hugs, kisses, bowl licking, smiles, tears, and conversations about… Continue reading Love is ingrained in the kitchen at the beginning, and grains of love are given back in the end
...in music, in word, in taste, i am here to share some of what we know
Waiting for love by waiting for one Is to miss what love is
the brightness of one is yet at the mercy of the surrounding ones perceiving
The world around you is beautiful because that's how you see it. And your vision is transmitted to others. Lilium candidum Linnaeus
These days are energy, inspiration —-No! energy —- period!Here is an inner confidence in claiming that inspiration is a constant. It comes from all around, it comes in memories waiting to be re-unpacked, occasionally unpacked for the very first instance. It happens in any moment of passive, and wild, and deep observation of whatever flew… Continue reading god missing himself
I am not the promising type but there are things I know, and things known may be conveyed with the confidence which provides assurance without the need of a promise. This common want for reassuring the joys of now with promises, makes the present less worth living than a fulfilling point in being that has… Continue reading Everything but Promises
The most amazing thing in life is to reach a moment in which love and loving reveal a face. One has matured out of the notion of it being a feeling, and a concrete face is suddenly there. No! Such a face is not truly the face of love, for love draws, grounds, enlightens, releases,… Continue reading A face of love — take 1
He who enunciates love, has verbalized more than oneself can ever understand with the word, its concept, its essence. Even more, with love one has verbalized a greatness which can never nearly equate to what the recipient encompasses in his own love realm. He who says love, emanates a wider and deeper breath than the… Continue reading Love is Greater
Asking a friend with experience and knowledge on fields of investment, where would he suggest a person to focus who has never invested before, he quickly answered: “Invest in yourself” Weeks ago I heard from another friend: “There is no self” I am now left with the further expansion of being, allowing more to be… Continue reading Self
Life at sunset likes to bring tears — to the horizon, and to the sun self On the cheeks of the sun setting, they flow differently than on those of them looking at suns setting.Near and far aroundthe horizon turns numb,encapsulated in the sensation of the ceasing of beauty of that sun, or in the… Continue reading Crying at Sunset
Out of the mouths of many beings in transition — coming out of their hearts or out of their intellect — I hear that surrendering happens in the moment of doubt, tribulation, in the face of difficulties. This notion makes me doubt two things: —- that acceptance, surrendering, or giving in completely onto life, is… Continue reading Surrender
It shows that words are less than what they intend to carry It shows that love is a four letter word, while the greatest encyclopedia, and the simplest poem can not convey its meaning word by word It shows that being here, and wanting towards you, needs neither Platonic, nor Venusian goals.
Stand Fly Dive Rest Shake Appease but do not fall
Sila Blume 