The Tangled Wood © T. Ormerod

At the beginning of The Divine Comedy, Dante writes:

Midway on our life’s journey, I found myself
In dark woods, the right road lost. To tell
About those woods is hard — so tangled and rough

And savage that thinking of it now, I feel
The old fear stirring: death is…

It can be hard to admit. In fact, a lot of people grip so tightly to their memories as “real” that they will fight until vindicated. Who can blame them?

Memories are treasures.

They’re the stuff of song and book.

They fill our cupboard drawers, decorate our shelves and add…

Without really thinking much about it, I’ve been “doing water” a lot lately.

Shared photos, old and new, have been of water … near water … in water. In grief and in stress, I’ve turned to water and returned refreshed.

It’s a magnet … I can’t help myself … and…

I’m reading the Bhagavad Gita for the first time, and I was instantly struck by the repeated refrain to detach from outcomes. Always act, but

“the wise man lets go of all / results, whether good or bad, / and is focused on the action alone.” [2.50]

To underline the…

What is it anyway?

Like truth, this word bears more weight than the average word.

I dropped ‘reality’ into Google, and the first thing to appear was a Wikipedia definition:

“Reality is the state of things as they actually exist, rather than as they may appear or might be imagined…

I got into a lengthy discussion the other day with a fellow writer/blogger. When I told her that I was starting a one-year project writing every day here on Medium, she simply did not understand.

Her issues with it boiled down to two basic questions:

  1. “Why don’t you do all…

Tracey O.

Writer, teacher, photographer & perpetual thinker. Here to share what I find while wandering around in the messy middle of life.

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