Interiority and Exteriority
Hello beloved reader,
I had a whole post written, but now it doesn’t feel “right.” I’m not sure if it’s my Inner Critic acting up, or identification with my ego, or what’s going on. So I’ve decided to simply share what I wrote in a class I’m taking with
called INK & FLAME, where we have been experimenting with writing about interiority and exteriority—the ever-present dance between what is happening within us and the external events in the world that unfolds around us.~
I write to live my dharma1, and my dharma is to evolve my own consciousness and that of others.
“We already have a fireplace right here,” I said, pointing to the opposite wall in the living room of our decades-old log cabin with cathedral ceilings.
In a world that is burning, a world in transition, where we await the phoenix to rise from the ashes, I write words hoping to spark an evolution of consciousness.
Jamie is the one who will clean the window on the front of the Jotul wood-burning stove periodically so we can watch …