Walking down Cecil Street on my way to work this morning, my mind is scattered like old newspapers in the November wind. I am watching an old black and white movie playing somewhere behind my eyes. I … more →
INTENSE CITYLuke Storms wrote 1 month ago: Walking down Cecil Street on my way to work this morning, my mind is scattered like old newspapers i … more →
Luke Storms wrote 1 month ago: The hay bales on the hill stand like soft soldiers, firm in their presence. (Photo: Dom W – Ha … more →
Luke Storms wrote 9 months ago: Sitting here, I come up against something, Perhaps it is a desire to change my state, or for things … more →
Luke Storms wrote 10 months ago: I have participated in a few quirky writing assignments lately, like this and this. So when I came a … more →
Luke Storms wrote 10 months ago: The evening was beautiful and the streets were quiet. I walked towards the coast, almost as if I was … more →
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Luke Storms wrote 1 year ago: I sit here, couched. A breeze enters the room, snapping the curtains. It is like watching a dance. T … more →
Luke Storms wrote 1 year ago: The house was quiet when I awoke. I stood waiting as the coffee machine gurgled away into the mornin … more →
Luke Storms wrote 1 year ago: You have the feeling that the world may in fact be conspiring to make you happy. Sometimes these lit … more →
Luke Storms wrote 1 year ago: I was sitting with a zen monk and I couldn’t stop looking out the window in front of me. … more →
Luke Storms wrote 1 year ago: “It’s a lovely morning,” she said turning over. Her breath escaping from her lips … more →
Luke Storms wrote 1 year ago: It is snowing and darkness stretches out across the sky. It is a lean grey time where we withdraw in … more →
Luke Storms wrote 2 years ago: We must surely acknowledge that in reality we do not know ourselves. What is more, the mistaken beli … more →
Luke Storms wrote 2 years ago: We begin meditation by sitting quietly while maintaining an awareness of our posture from the inside … more →
Luke Storms wrote 2 years ago: I wake up early, remembering my commitment to write. I kiss your sleepy mouth. Your red hair is dish … more →
Luke Storms wrote 2 years ago: I arrive early in the evening to the place where I will spend a week in retreat. I feel stiff and un … more →
Luke Storms wrote 2 years ago: When we are able to observe that we are not connected to our lives, it is an extraordinary reminder … more →
Luke Storms wrote 2 years ago: An Introduction to Meditation People who meditate have long known that this practice is beneficial f … more →