Mia D'Agui

photo by Dzmitry Shepeleu Yesterday I felt a deep sense of frustration. A frustration rooted in the feeling of lack. Of not enough. Of always needing more. Of the job never being done. Of all the energy we put out serving our needs only momentarily before the world asks more of us, always. That somehow sufficiency, satiety and contentment are all entirely fleeting experiences. This notion became a somatic embodiment of stress. A funk I simply couldn’t shake. It left me feeling bitter, unable...

photo by Justin Leubke I sit with the sun and the easeful September air and the morning dove in her song as the reddish-brown leaves slowly cascade from above. I also sit with a deep desire to remain simply unbothered. Or as unbothered as is possible in this society we live in. I find myself yearning for space, for peace, for quiet. For living along my own timeline and way of life. Is retreating to a cabin in the woods even the answer anymore, with all this wildness of weather and fire that...

There are lessons that we learn abruptly in life, as we navigate new territory and develop our experience of the world. And then there are those lessons that are only to be grasped through time, reflection and the evolution of our own spirit and understanding of what’s available to us on our journey. The appreciation for the concept of home is one such lesson. At least it has presented itself in that way for me, slowly over the expanse of my life experience as it has widened in shape and...