Dreaming of Tornadoes

Rejected from three different publications, I decided to publish here. Oh well! I dreamt about the tornadoes the other night again. This used to be my mom's dream, her nightmare. She told me about it once. I know I haven't taken over her dream, but I don't know what is making the winds in my…

Being Present I

If being mindful were easy, we would all walk around like beatific, beaming Buddhas, fully aware and pulsing with energy. In New York, people would operate in a more calm manner, assessing the present situation rather than rushing to the next thing - the next event, email, Instagrammed dinner, date that might have half a…