To See Things as They Are — The Essence A proper comprehension of meditation’s essence, its benefits to us, and its potential to aid others is crucial. At its heart, accurate meditation involves noninterference with what IS. This involves no struggle or effort to accomplish anything; instead, one merely experiences the mind and body as they are in the…

The Gap: A Poetic Diatribe of Slam-Bam — I The Gap between wanting and acquiring is suffering. A ravenous beast, Want. Bottomless pit. Dining on people, places, and things. Consume, collect, collide — bumping! Always bumping into each other to make sure we are this, and that — that is other. No noun will satisfy. No noun can satisfy…

A Perilous Journey — Venturing into the heart, an endeavor perilous it remains, for poetry, potent as flame, singes even hands hardened by time. Carving out words, it sparks embers within the mind, A sting for the eyes, a burn on the skin, poetry is a perilous pursuit, indeed. Do not dare to utter…

Finding Emptiness. Finding Everything. — Life brims with enchantment. While “magic” might not resonate with everyone, or you might use a different term to convey your bond with existence, I’ve found solace in this whimsical descriptor. Not the kind of magic involving incantations or mystic felines. I’ve no desire for a sorcerer’s garb or a…

Chapter One I recommend you start with the prologue: The Woman in the Tower The woman paced the expansive chamber in her block tower, the echoes of thought playing like a haunting melody through…peter-kenney.medium.com Chapter One The Gathered This day, ripe with promise and reverence, stirred a sense of collective anticipation. It was a day of consequence, a day necessitating unity, drawing the already tightly-woven fabric of the community of Homeside even closer together.

Secure, hidden behind iron, swathed in silk, no one knew. Guarded by my Hounds of Defense, snarling, not biting, merely pups, but effective, they held the raider at bay. My heart, untouchable then, unreachable by love, by empathy. Safeguarded from loss, there’s the Fool’s Lie! I reeked of sadness, panting…

Crazy Words — Air. i know red when i smell it Sand. dusty agitation in my socks– my toes could start a fire Ice. my tongue loves a good dance Ants. glassy fire claws -pinch-pinch-pinch- there’s never just one Fingers. cramped branches, i’ve been with the pen past ten Glass. warped water, i’m dragging…

Part Two: Finding Sense — Look! Shiny Why Are We So Intrigued By Transience? Our collective fascination seems to be fixated on the world around us and the fleeting artifacts we create. The allure of all shiny objects fades with time. Perhaps one day, when we sense the earth has had enough of our presence, we might erect a museum on the moon to…

Part One: Finding Evil — The Battle Royale Love Versus Evil Engaging with the concept of evil can indeed prove to be a complex task! However, it’s not as black and white as you might perceive it. (And it’s not Eve’s fault.) First and foremost, to fully understand evil, one must first recognize that its fundamental essence is LOVE. By love…