09/29/05 ::

Change

Fall doesn't bother me...it releases that grip that summer has on you. That grip that tells you that 'you'd better get it before it's gone'. In the summer there's a feeling of intensity...it's hot, it's play time for the kids. When fall comes, things are still moving fast, but there's a 'slow down' in the distance. The urgency seems to subside. Time to break out coats and sweatshirts and wrap up. I like the brisk air...the realization that the mountains aren't far, that the weather now tells us what to do.

10/24/04 ::

• Icy Heat
  The burning circle of self reflection can be so exhausting... Peace can't be found without pain. Yet I watch as the mass circulation of shameless capitalism capitalizes on EVERYTHING...is nothing sacred? Well, maybe nothing is universally sacred to all, but the arts should be. Anything that comes from the heart should be... Why? Because art is a reflection of passion, passion is evoked by humanity, humanity comes not from the brain, but from the heart. Art is sacred and love is the closest one can get to what God is really about...not God as a he or she or the almighty that looks down from above with a stern judgement and a sentence to be revealed after death...God as the nameless, the energy, the icy heat that comprises the spectrum of our senses. To these thoughts I am humble...and to the humor of it all I owe my joy
  ~ Chris Juhlin
  
  

10/20/04 ::

• Stubborn Sleeplessness
  When the night is heavy, only the mind can smother the rolling dream of sleep. It is at this point that the mind makes it's 'self' evident and inpires the heart to follow...hypnotically marching behind the mind like a beautiful dancer. Now I give the dancer a rest and dream...dream of the resolve and the absence of ambition.
  ~ Chris Juhlin