Elizabeth N Fox's Articles
June 13, 2004 by Elizabeth N Fox
I’m sitting here in front of a blank screen being egged on by an insistent voice that I write. I keep telling it that I don’t know what to write. Just do it, it says. “I can’t!” I yell back. I hear Sarah in that voice: pouty, not yet aware of her abilities. Okay, I’ll write, but this decision is my own! Even though this spirit is insistent. The old masters weren’t crazy after all; God does speak out of the blue, and a host of other spirits as well. We humans need to distinguish ou...
June 13, 2004 by Elizabeth N Fox
I try, first, to clear my mind. It’s an old habit from my Zen meditation training. But then ensues a tug and pull, while I dismiss the random thoughts which come into the empty mind at the same time that I check them for any related meaning to my current life path. I’m after a focused intention after all. One sentence that captures where I’m at, or what I’m after. Sometimes just a word at first, grasping at a center around which my thoughts can coalesce. “Work.” That’s a start. I...
June 7, 2004 by Elizabeth N Fox
Rocks are neither brighter nor more stupid than us, it’s just that they have different interests. A rock’s interest lies with the center of the earth. A rock will never learn our language, move on its own, or be curious about something else when its interest lies entirely, devotionally, uni-dimensionally on one state, and one state only: to reach the center of the earth. Every atom of a rock’s being has this one purpose. We may say that Gravity is what makes this rock seek center, but wha...
June 5, 2004 by Elizabeth N Fox
My husband want me to be his conselor. I would be flattered except I know that with every confession roots would grow, sever, force themselves, break the earth while they bind, suffocate the ground and deprive the relationship of breath. I like to breathe free, especially around him. We struggle to free ourselves from eachother, fighting the instincts to bind and be bound, knowing all the while, because we’ve experienced that too, that total seperation is like death. This is just anothe...