Note: This article first appeared in Popula on March 28, 2019. Approaching 50, I went a little bonkers. I grew a beard, started waking up early in the morning to meditate, got into long email and phone conversations with a couple of spiritually-inclined friends, and started going to weekly meetings

waning gibbous ladybug https://www.instagram.com/dylan20/p/BvIJrArHixC/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9z7cufu7v1xp

littlealienproducts: chestnutmane: It’s hard to explain, or people don’t want to understand(?) Illustration by Isadora Zeferino Not too hard to understand!

daylight saving time :: the topmost plum blossoms all lit up by the dawn #haiku #micropoem #micropoetry #dst #nofilter https://www.instagram.com/dylan20/p/Bu2k9-pHjRm/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ly456zwroqsr

breakfast the bowl holds five yolks from three eggs :: suddenly thinking about the lives of the chickens

backyard afternoon :: a boy’s dreams take flight (Photo: San Mateo, March 2015)

as I was going to sleep last night I had a very clear vision of how my mind works. it was a delicate, erector-set-like machine constructed like a bridge over the much vaster body of direct experience. I could hear it humming. “that’s all there is to it?” I remember thinking

evening walk I get mugged by the moon

Please help me find the emoji to describe this loaf of bread. . I didn’t do this on purpose, I swear. The dough was over-proved, as Paul Hollywood would say, and it stuck to the proofing basket as I inverted it into the parchment for baking. The bit that stuck finally released its hold with […]

The plum and peach and nectarine trees are full of buds right now, each one delicately fuzzy – here and there I see a fragile, papery, pinkish-white blossom, but mostly the trees are full only of yearning

touching the Earth ::savoring each sliceof the tangerine (with a 🙏to Thich Nhat Hanh) (photo by Michael Dorausch michaeldorausch.com)

office plant even the pebbles are plastic