Golden Path
Long has it been since I touched these rocks and waters,weighed down with burden and future thoughts. Searching for answers in the turbulent seas,I venture into the cold morning with a mind waiting. Rocks near the water in a constant struggleof freezing and thawing as the sun emerges. Stepping from rock to rock to ledgeI […]
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Distant Guiding Light
Descending into winterdeceiving clear skiesgive way to earth curlinginto itself for warmth. Breaking trails through fresh snowascending from the empty fields,the way surrounded by grass opensand the guiding light appears.
Moving Forward
Another year coming to a close.Another obstacle is looming in the night. The truth is difficult to see through the fog and mist.I lose myself in the storms and barrage. Reflection upon what matters most is heightened.I turn inward to those close,To those weathering the hurricane,and moving forward against the odds. Stepping back amidst the […]
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Gathering in the Woods
We take leave and the forest fills with silence and evening light. Soon the ground comes to life as nature gathers before sunset.
Pushing Through
Pushing through the pain we see the end. Our vision expanded beyond our sphere. Perhaps we see the next milestone that offers a glimmer of hope. A sign post that we are almost there and on the other side across the chasm we are a better version of ourselves individually and collectively ready for the […]
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Rote & Ritual
Personal introspection and new music to get through the day from my friend at The Day on Fire. Rote & Ritual
Fracture 93: Moving the Future into the Present
(1) There, there I see you – walking along the shoreline,the sun is your companion. The ocean wind is relentlessyou continue walking into the headwind. I see pieces of you fall away and in turnthe fragments begin following you. I close my eyes and see a version of youthe you of another time. Each fragment […]
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From the Ashes
Stripped to our raw selvesshed of armor and protection. Chaos and denial slowlyreplaced by thought and cooperation. The defining characteristics of humans,what makes us unique and capable, surfaces through the darknessand with glorious irony what forces us apartbrings humanity closer together.
If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #21
I imagine one his photographs might look like this:
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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