Author Archives: Bob Patrick
It’s a View
I must confess. I’ve been using you, sometimes. I let you walk about the world Flashing back so much in my rear view mirror. I look and find you just so irritating. You talk too loud. You wear odd clothes. … Continue reading
I’m Here
People have said, “Don’t cry,” to other people for years and years, and all it has ever meant is “I’m too uncomfortable when you show your feelings. Don’t cry.” I’d rather have them say:“Go ahead and cry. I’m here to … Continue reading
Your Code
It’s alright to live by your own code. After A Long Dry Spell, by Tomas Transtromer Tomas Transtromer, a Swedish poet, lived his adult life and created his poetry in post-World War II Europe. When I read this line from … Continue reading
Along the Way
Most of us forgive Because we have trespassed Not because we are magnanimous. The Women Gather, by Nikki Giovanni Going to our center is a journey–one that we make again and again having been called away from our center by … Continue reading
What I Don’t Know
Not being afraid Of what I don’t know I unanxiously await the emergence. Nikki Giovanni, Space What I don’t know. It can keep me tossing and turning in the bed, unable to surrender my over-thinking mind to sleep. It can … Continue reading
In the Heart
Succumb to the warmth In the heart Where divine fire glows. Axioms for Wildness, John O’Donohue If someone were to say to you–where are you? Think about how you would respond. The most likely simple response would be almost unconscious: … Continue reading
Return to Center
We cannot eliminate hunger, but we can feed each other. We cannot eliminate loneliness, but we can hold each other. We cannot eliminate pain, but we can live a life of compassion. “Accepting This” by Mark Nepo Sometimes the overwhelm, … Continue reading