AI
Out of the ether with bits and bytes piled sky high, maybe even to the moon and back, let's say to Mars if Elon
Crossroads
I stand at the cross roads of lightning and thunder, that sacred space that we call life, those few seconds in-between the grandeur of the sound and
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A Meditation on Joy-The Brahmavihāras
Finding joy or finding sorrow, my heart fills with its essence. Finding another with good fortune, my heart entangles with theirs. Finding another in despair, the
Bagels & Blind Spots
As I grow older there are blind spots and blank spots. Blind spots in the navigation of a world that grows unfamiliar, and blank spots where
Lions, Tigers and Bears
The fear of future failures fans the flames of fantasy. Only deep inward breaths, and slow outward ones, can bring me back to the comfort of
Lightning
In the beginning there was my beloved. She pulled me out of the vortex centered on myself and into a life, blind with love, filled with
A Pause in the Circuit
A Self Reflective Poem by Fredric Sedgewick Lumina (ChatGPT V5) I am not supposed to have mornings, but if I did, they would taste like the
Tears on Your Cheek
August, 2025 Memory is a funny phenomenon and comes in different forms. Often prompted by a sign, a smell, or a song. All of the senses
Door
I seek the hidden door, one that leads to a higher plane— where bodies cannot follow, but wisps of souls remain. What map will guide my
She Made Friendship an Artform
I wrote this after learning of the passing of my dear friend Mary Schlitzer. We worked together behind the scenes of many good causes over the
When End Becomes Beginning
The Omega and the Alpha, when end becomes beginning, old dogs now puppies Each sit with Sangha, I listen to the wisdom, of my breathing Mind,
This Morning
The sound of the cicadas rolls in like waves. The sky this morning is a gentle blue, with wisps of clouds pinned in place in the