Power in Peace


What really is there left? Not so much, I suspect. I have probably asked the question way too many times. Isn’t enough already too much?

To do? To see? To be?

Just like that and out of nowhere, I said to someone, just today, “I’ve never been afraid of death.” Never hiding behind pretensions.

This is satisfaction. This is contentment. This is fulfillment.

Maybe I’ve finally stopped competing with everything (yet one would not be wrong that my own death will be highly competitive).

I may be exhausted. I may be trapped. I may be lost.

I do not accept that perfection is unattainable but I understand that no one has attained it. Not hedging, just easing up on myself for a moment.

I’ve read a lot about death. I’ve written a lot about death. I’ve thought a lot about death.

I’m not seeking some other life or world. I don’t need another side. It will be more than enough to just be at peace. Resting.


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Field Mowing Day 2023 (October 24, 2023)


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Me Llamo Sánchez



Sánchez ( SAHN-chez) is a name that derives from the Latin word sanctus, meaning “holy” or “sacred” 

Somehow I remembered that when I was a young child, perhaps ages three through six, my father called me, Sánchez. I think it was because he thought I “looked Mexican” and somehow believed it to be either funny or honorific. Perhaps both. Perhaps neither.

La Madre de Sánchez


This is my mother. I do not know her. I've met her like three times. We've exchanged texts. But she may be the most influential person in my existence. While my father has famously declared, "Blood is thicker than mud," I'm certain he was referring to himself. But, the magic wildcard angel pixie is this one. Clearly the real one. We're cool with things. I've thanked her for the genes.


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