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