Thoughts during a meditation retreat. Just because you’re silent doesn’t mean you can’t eat yummy food with your friends.
all i can hear is wood stove sounds, chimes played outside by the wind, and the good digestive noises of my taciturn friends; yes: this is where my journey ends. i went to California with an achin’ in my heart, and i returned back east about the same. i’ve prayed on holy mountains and i’ve wandered in the dark; all i ever learned was change. and all i learned wasn’t change enough for coffee, and all i gained was the seasons passing by. and all i have - and all i’ll ever have, i’ll bargain - is my heart’s true friends and the love that’s in their eyes.
tjw: acoustic and electric guitars, vocals