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Finding Zen / Peace – Part 1
This is part 1 of an essay I am writing. How to find a sense of Zen and peace or moments of tranquility in the corporate-driven world? In this hectic, fast-paced, grab what you can, my time is better than yours world, what can we do with the time given to find a moment to breath? In…
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Haines, Alaska – 2010
In 2010 I had the wonderful opportunity to kayak in the Lynn Canal, near Haines, AK. Here are photos and a narrative. Haines, Alaska – 2010
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Scottsdale
In Scottsdale, AZ for a few days within the mountains fortress shielding us from artificial lights. Evenings beneath a map of the sky with hand drawn maps we trace starting with the moon and its place in the universe we can see. Palm trees line the stone path and the air has become cool and…
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January’s Last Day
Afternoon walk beneath grey clouds with pockets of blue. To the west, a murder gathers over the hill, as ravens flock from all directions. Two deer quietly munch on exposed grasses while an owl makes its presence slightly known; we could not find its hidden branch. Trails of mud and grass lined with snow patches…
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Thaw
January does not remember what month it is, as March arrived early and stole the last remaining snow. Blue clear skies, no moving breath, just immersion in warm light that unlocks deep forgotten memories. I know that smell of wet earth and rising moisture. I know that bright light penetrating every layer. I pretend to…
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Lost
Words lost into the horizon fading light of day passing to night. Trees hold ground of their fathers and grandfathers and further down the line tracing back to the one tree. Such lineage and wisdom gained from time, awareness, and silence. Spoken words not enough. Written thoughts lost in translation the fire smolders. Ears open…
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Review – Rhythmic Circus – FDFMN
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…
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Grey Winter
What is it about winter that is so beautiful? Why do I shun away spring, the light guiding and coaxing seed to root to bloom? What within the deep winter months appeals to every fiber and cell of my being? Here in January, the wind scours iced land, thin of snow, yet brown and waiting…
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Moon
The moon hangs onto something the physical eyes cannot see. The moon offers a glimpse. The moon teases with enough surface exposed to excite. I would hang my hat on the moon if I believed enough in what is beyond here, believed that this reality is what we make it, and if I desired I…
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New Alaska 2007 Photos
New photos of hiking and kayaking in 2007 have been posted here.