I was thinking about how it takes so much effort to deescalate the intense emotional power of remembered images that recall the darkest regrets in life.  My own struggles are indelibly linked to my mother’s passing. I was thinking how I’ve labored mightily to not let those mental flashes ignite the insistent burn of guilt,…

Devil’s night

The time of year set aside for recognition of death as transformative necessity.  Celebrate the rot as return.  Shudder and delight over the passing of life’s sap, leaving us to the cold trust of regeneration. Happy halloween