Part 2 of “Marathon Through Open Fields”, a new collection of poetry, is available for a free download from here.
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Part 2 of “Marathon Through Open Fields”, a new collection of poetry, is available for a free download from here.
A perfect winter day to continue trail building and stacking of brush, to be burned at a later date.
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In 2010 I had the wonderful opportunity to kayak in the Lynn Canal, near Haines, AK. Here are photos and a narrative.
11/12/11 – Feet Don’t Fail Me Now, Burnsville, 7:30pm
Review of Feet Don’t Fail Me Now (FDFMN)
I am not what you would call a “dance” type of person, or someone who would go out of my way to see tap dancing. I’m more of a “what color of flannel should I wear today” type of person.
Through a friend, I heard about this crazy, hyper person named Ricci Milan and the Feet Don’t Fail Me Now show that Rhythmic Circus puts on. We had the privilege to see them in Burnsville in November of last year.
I now have not only a t-shirt, a CD, but a friendship with these cats.
They put on an amazing high-energy show of dancing, humor, music, all wrapped within a positive message. It seems to be a rare occurrence where family can enjoy an evening together, with children of all ages laughing and stomping their feet along side their parents. Rhythmic Circus provides that atmosphere and entertainment.
They are gathering their friends and forces in an effort to get on the Ellen Degeneres show, and after that, off-broadway. Please check out their website and Facebook pages.
New photos of hiking and kayaking in 2007 have been posted here.
I am pleased to announce that Stone Path Review, Winter 2012 (volume 01-12) was released on New Year’s day, as planned. Featured are 3 poems, one by Allen Ginsburg; a prose piece; and nature photography. Please visit www.stonepathreview.com to read and comment on the issue. As we plan to publish quarterly, the next issue is planned for publication in April.
Response to Northography #262 – A Hanging in Mankato, Minnesota
http://www.northography.com/responses.php?stimulus_id=262
BEYOND WORDS
What to say to the image
let alone the story and the history.
Here in the new year we reflect back
upon our deeds and misdeeds
upon that which defines and builds
the core we take with us.
On that day, truth and bravery
hung heavy in the winter air.
Rivers flow from a source toward some destination, often into a larger collective of water. Some flow into and merge with other rivers, some flow to destinations we do not see, and cannot ever know, such as the Brule River falling into the Devil’s Kettle.
Time flows into time and back into itself. Time is seemingly consistent and flowing everywhere, as we are immersed in its ever present impact on reality. Even when time is bent , we are merely bending ourselves around it.
Time is a benchmark of distance between events of every scale, and across all realities. Time has been assigned subjective numbers, months, and years to provide a more palatable meaning that assists in getting through each day.
Time is what make of it and the experiences wrapped within time. Time is merely a river flowing and merging with other time. As now is the culmination of past, present, and future, now is the center of all time.
On this evening of one time period giving birth to another, one cannot help but to reflect back on all that has happened, and the impact these events have on each individually and collectively. What will the new time bring? We will continue to suffer, again individually and collectively? Will our spirit fight through the veil and emerge on the other side of the border, intact and stronger?
Why does a date, a mere number, mean anything at all? The spirit, and the consciousness, have no age or physical limitations, they only have levels and states of awareness. These events only serve to guide our being, to fill the path we make with challenges, allowing us to reach further up, and out, to reach where we came from.
Awareness enhances the field of vision, showing the intersection the physical and nonphysical have with you, and conversely how you are perceived in that reality. Awareness can then take you beyond here, beyond this wasteland we are rebuilding. Awareness will take you to the border kingdom as you search for the source, and n=answers to many questions plaguing the awakened mind.
There is no birth, only no-birth. There is no death, only no-death.
The consciousness swirls around the being as he walks through the field he has created, toward the border separating one kingdom from another. A choice now to be made, based on the experiences he has gathered and keeps in a black velvet bag. These fragments are what he has chosen to let go of physically, and allow their essence to blend and consume one another, creating and defining his awareness.
The sun will rise tomorrow, and it will set in the evening.
I see the path I have taken to get here and I vow to clean and clear the path I will take next, to avoid the carnage I have created, and the negative energy left in my wake. To improve who we are, and how we project ourselves into this reality, a reality involving others, is the most simple and powerful thing we can do.
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