Silent Objections

The calm water reflects the coldmorning sky coming on-line. Pierced by raven calls and lulledby rolling waves. Fragments I carried herebegin to slip into the water. The cold and water I have come to embraceas years have passed, has not changed. The same stones mark the way to an ice covered shorelineand that tree has […]
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Standing in the Backyard of Childhood

The dirt. The stars. Nearing midnight in late summer. A glimpse, fleeting thought, of that person I was. Standing on the patio lost in the sky, wondering what else is there. Feeling I did not fit here, did not belong, hoping there is a home out there, beyond the stars.

A Slow Start to 2020

As 2020 emerges from the cold waters, we take stock of the previous year. It feels as though time is speeding up, the older we get. The truth is, we are squeezing more from each moment, reaching out beyond ourselves, enriching the experiences we have, and walking more in-step with the world. Looking back, I […]
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If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #20

I imagine one his photographs might look like this:

Jackson Pollock – Technique Analysis

Here is a link to an article that examines the “drip” technique form a scientific perspective. “Pollock avoided hydrodynamic instabilities to paint with his dripping technique” https://journals.plos.org/plosone/article?id=10.1371/journal.pone.0223706

Another Winter

Spring fell into an early winter. We scramble to remember how cold was last year? How much snow? Where is that puffy jacket? With little warning, no fanfare, the sky settles into the land, wrapping grey arms around each tree. The road home follows that reddish path mixed with wet snow into a hazy transition […]
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Stepping Into New Light

Three-months have passed since I stepped into a new day, awash in Minnesota morning light. This would be the first day free of layered obligations and responsibilities. Stepping into that light, I became acutely aware that the road ahead was not straight and well-lit; was no longer paved, marked with signage, and known so well […]
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Across Sand

Across vast red sandsI see your face high in untouched mountains. Passing for years through dust stormsblanketing the planet I lose you. Across unmapped sandsfollowing quiet voices. I forget your facebut remember your name. Filled with sand I have only memoriesof our last spoken words.

Comfort Taken from What is Given

I imagine this scene, a snapshot of any ordinary point in time, perhaps not meaningful to anyone else, is everything I need. Wandering the path in no hurry, with no end goal, I listen. For years I have walked this land, but there was always a burden being carried. Aware of this, my attention to […]
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The Next Chapter

Passing through the pages of life,some chapters are thin and we quickly move,some consume years and decades. After decades in one chapter,it is natural to wonder, is it really over?Is it time to move on? Moments of doubt creep in,pulling with strength – an attemptto drag you back into the previous chapter. In these struggles […]
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