Tuesday, December 16, 2014

The first time I went to New York City

The first time I went to New York City
I felt like I had been born.
Surrounded by the spectrum of humanity
in a single subway car.

I wondered if I had ever really known the world before.
The energy and vibrancy was like nothing I had ever experienced.
It was like this big party that had been going on for years,
and I had just now finally shown up.

Bench seats where you're happy to sit next to someone else.
And sidewalk strides are studied as you meditate on the heals before you.
I wondered if anyone from New York City could ever be shy or afraid of people.
I wondered what I would be like if I was from New York City,
If I wouldn't by so shy and afraid of people.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Churchy

It's weird searching for a new church... some seem too "churchy" and others not "churchy" enough.  I don't know if "churchy" is a word, but regardless, I'm trying to find the right amount of it.