Author: Will Hearn

The carpet seems clean enough and plaster isn't falling. I can even see a little sunlight falling in sheets on the bed sheets. I have socks without holes, a pen that needs no refill. But there's something missing from what it's hard to say.   The water tastes chalky today. It's wet and comes from...

Awareness changes thoughts and feelings. It makes fearful thoughts, like "what if" or "this must mean that", matter so much less, somehow. Witnessing them steals their power. Or, perhaps, like ghosts, fearful thoughts are released by awareness and given wings to fly and join the...

I can hear the gulf from my porch though I can't see it without driving. Birds are signaling their happiness despite the promised storm of today. Pink flowers on the wrists of glossy green branches, like gloves on the ends of mangroves, waving quietly from behind the recycling waiting for the promised...

Repost from Elephant Journal. I am. I am a human. I am a strangely cheerful, sometimes sad, and often grateful human. I am. I am blessed with a steady income. Every dollar I've ever earned is a gift, and I am grateful. I deserve these things because the...

I went and saw Jenkins again yesterday. He’s funny, the old man, the way he always seems somewhere else, the way he putters around his tile floored kitchen, the way the wood in his house smells wet even here in Arizona. It’s like a spring...