Tag: simplicity


  • the hollowness that receives the world’s noise, the resonance chamber for all its discord and harmony; in this state one is neither the observer nor the observed, rather the event itself… © KD.W.Heim 

  • the confines of my body,

    so often imagined as a fortress or container, dissolve into the breeze, the slow drift of pollen, the immense and ceaseless exchange between leaf and sun, a porous membrane between all things, the place where substance and possibility meet, where life’s exhalations pass through me as if through a wind swept corridor in the heart…

  • when i am open and emptied, when i stands at the edge of my own being, stripped of every foregone conclusion, every wish to understand or shape what comes. It is not a negation or an absence, but a fullness that cannot be owned or directed, a readiness that is its own invitation. When i…

  • here is full of ghosts…

    and  now is always running away. The heart betrays the intellect;  what else, after all, is a heart for? the real face, the unrepeatable truth,  lives underneath all the costume changes, the script revisions, the sweetened versions  of the one and only… © KD.W.Heim

  • the obvious truths; the intricate, inimitable essence of being in the fullness of now with all its possibilities… © KD.W.Heim

  •  each clamour for attention, brandishing their trophies and warnings; one might feel a tenderness for the way time appears to destroy and accumulate, the way it drinks youth and leaves behind a sediment of wisdom … © KD.W.Heim

  • not as a theory or a prescription but as a living organism inhabiting here now; to be alive, feeling even when the moment hurts, because at least the feeling is honest.  The present is not a thing to endure or outrun, but a locus of possibility, every second pregnant with its own fragile kind of…

  • dialogues become a river,

    sometimes drifting gently on its surface, sometimes thrashing against the undertow. Along a shared path, raw candour is the currency and the code: neither spare the hard questions nor flinch from the difficult answers and even the smallest insight is examined, held up to the light… © KD.W.Heim

  • to give form to the silent urgings that would otherwise dissipate, unsaid, into the hush around me. Each day is a negotiation between the unseen world within and the resistant world without; i translate myself into words and know that even if no one comes to witness these artefacts, the work is not for nothing.…

  • and you will talk…

    once you are ready to speak, to say what you mean and hear yourself, hear your voice pure and clear. You will feel  once you are ready to feel, the weight of your heart,  the truth of your spirit. You will see  once you are ready to be seen, to stand in front of the…