Tuesday, February 10, 2026

The Before Picture

It’s complicated, my relationship status

with progress. I often prefer


the “before” picture. The future

is where I’m going only because


I have no choice, because time

moves in one direction, dragging


a bit of itself behind like meat.

An unseen hand keeps


tugging it—time’s rabbit leg,

time’s hunk of red venison—


just out of reach. Did I just describe

the future as bait? Am I strung


along? I know, when I arrive there,

it won’t be there. Won’t be that.


It’ll be now, the way it is

right now. And again. Refresh,


refresh, refresh. The befores

pile up behind me. It’s now again.


Maggie Smith



Monday, February 9, 2026

Literary Theory

Somehow the word
allow is in the word
swallow and in swallow
two wholly different meanings:
one to take in through
the mouth and another
what we call the common
winged gnat hunter who
is, in all probability,
somewhere near us now.
Once, I thought
if I knew all the words
I would say the right thing
in the right way,
instead language becomes
more brutish: blink twice
for the bird, blink once
for tender annihilation. Who
knows what we are doing as
we go about our days lazily
choosing our languages. Some
days my life is held together
by definitions, some days
I read the word swallow
and all my feathers show.

Ada Limon


Saturday, January 24, 2026

The Four Agreements: #3 Don’t Make Assumptions

Humans have the tendency to make assumptions about everything. There are so many things that the mind cannot explain; we have all these questions that need answers. But instead of asking questions when we don’t know something, we make all sorts of assumptions. We have a powerful imagination, and we start to imagine all kinds of ideas and stories. We start imagining what other people are doing, what they’re thinking, what they’re saying about us, and we dream things up in our imagination.

The problem with making assumptions is that we believe they are the truth! We invent a whole story that’s only truth for us, but we believe it. One assumption leads to another assumption; we jump to conclusions, and we take our story very personally. Then we blame others and react by sending emotional poison with our word. Making assumptions and taking them personally creates a lot of emotional poison, and this creates a whole big drama for nothing. We make assumptions, we believe we are right about our assumptions, and then we defend our assumptions and try to make someone else wrong. We even assume we are right about something to the point that we will destroy relationships in order to defend our position.

Making assumptions in relationships leads to a lot of fights, a lot of difficulties, a lot of misunderstandings with people we supposedly love. Often we make the assumption that our partners know what we think and that we don’t have to say what we want. We assume they are going to do what we want because they know us so well. If they don’t do what we assume they should do, we feel hurt and say, “How could you do that? You should have known.” In any kind of relationship we can make the assumption that others know what we think, and we don’t have to say what we want. Most of the time, these assumptions are made so fast and unconsciously because we have agreements to communicate this way. We have agreed that it is not safe to ask questions; we have agreed that if people love us, they should know what we want or how we feel.

The biggest assumption that humans make is that everyone sees life the way we do. We assume that others think the way we think, feel the way we feel, judge the way we judge, and abuse the way we abuse. This is why we have a fear of being ourselves around others. Because we think everyone else will judge us, victimize us, abuse us, and blame us as we do ourselves.

Making assumptions is all about thinking. We think too much, and thinking leads to assumptions. Just thinking “What if?” can create a huge drama in our lives because thinking brings fear. If not taking anything personally gives you immunity in the interaction that you have with other people, then not making assumptions gives you immunity in the interaction that you have with yourself, with your “voice of knowledge,” or what we call thinking. If we just stop thinking, we no longer try to explain anything to ourselves, and this keeps us from making assumptions.

Another way to keep ourselves from making assumptions is to ask questions until we are clear as we can be about a given situation. Once we hear the answers, we won’t have to make assumptions because we will know the truth. Our way of communicating will change completely, and our relationships will no longer suffer from conflicts created by mistaken assumptions.

Just imagine the day that you stop making assumptions with your partner and eventually with everyone else in your life. The day you stop making assumptions you will communicate cleanly and clearly, free of emotional poison. With clear communication, all of your relationships will change, not only with your partner, but with everyone else. You won’t need to make assumptions because everything becomes clear. This is what I want; this is what you want. If you communicate in this way, your word becomes impeccable. If all humans communicated in this way, with impeccability of the word, there would be no wars, no violence, no misunderstandings. All human problems would be resolved if we could just have good, clear communication.

Don’t make assumptions. By making this one agreement a habit, your whole life will be completely transformed. If you don’t make assumptions, you can focus your attention on the truth, not on what you think is the truth. Then you see life the way it is, not the way you want to see it. When you don’t believe your own assumptions, the power of your belief that you invested in them returns to you. Once you recover all the energy that you invested in making assumptions, you can use that energy to create a new dream: your personal heaven.

Thursday, January 22, 2026

“I have caused tremendous harm to myself and others during my decades of sex and love addiction. I have inserted myself into peoples relationships and I have broken up families. I have lied to myself and others. I have hurt people I have promised to cherish. I have crossed boundaries with friends. I have run away from people whom people who have cared about me and towards people who didn’t. I have cheated on people and allowed myself to be cheated upon. I have tried to buy love with money. I have triangulated, strategized, and manipulated. I have seduced people and discarded them just as often as I have been seduced and discarded. I have committed and accepted heartbreaking degradation. I have committed and accepted shameful objectification. I have used other peoples bodies as drugs, both sedatives and stimulants. I have treated my own body with terrible disrespect and I have never been able to stop.”  -Elizabeth Gilbert


All the Way to the River has been helping me recognize unresolved issues that have been crippling me all my life. It’s bringing immense relief and hope for healing…

Monday, January 19, 2026

Personal

Don’t take it personal, they said;
but I did, I took it all quite personal—

the breeze and the river and the color of the fields;
the price of grapefruit and stamps,

the wet hair of women in the rain—
And I cursed what hurt me

and I praised what gave me joy,
the most simple-minded of possible responses.

The government reminded me of my father,
with its deafness and its laws,

and the weather reminded me of my mom,
with her tropical squalls.

Enjoy it while you can, they said of Happiness
Think first, they said of Talk

Get over it, they said
at the School of Broken Hearts

but I couldn’t and I didn’t and I don’t
believe in the clean break;

I believe in the compound fracture
served with a sauce of dirty regret,

I believe in saying it all
and taking it all back

and saying it again for good measure
while the air fills up with I’m-Sorries

like wheeling birds
and the trees look seasick in the wind.

Oh life! Can you blame me
for making a scene?

You were that yellow caboose, the moon
disappearing over a ridge of cloud.

I was the dog, chained in some fool’s backyard;
barking and barking:

trying to convince everything else
to take it personal too.

Tony Hoagland

Sunday, January 18, 2026

Dog in Bed


Nose tucked under tail,

you are a warm, furred planet

centered in my bed.

All night I orbit, tangle-limbed,

in the slim space

allotted to me.


If I accidentally

bump you from sleep,

you shift, groan,

drape your chin on my hip.


O, that languid, movie-star drape!

I can never resist it.

Digging my fingers into your fur,

kneading,

     I wonder:

How do you dream?

What do you adore?

Why should your black silk ears

feel like happiness?


This is how it is with love.

Once invited,

it steps in gently,

circles twice,

and takes up as much space

as you will give it.


Joyce Sidman

Friday, January 16, 2026

Vignettes

scapegoat: 

life on the wrong side of the blame game 

noun

1.

a person who is blamed for the wrongdoings, mistakes, or faults of others, especially for reasons of expediency.

2.

one that is the object of irrational hostility