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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Taking Comfort
Standing on the cement patiohours after the sun fell awayI let go of the city and noiseand stare at the sky. Stars and patterns slowly come into focusforming images from college textbooks,a class I took that one winter whenI needed an escape and comfort. And the sky provided just that,structure and basic answers toquestions I […]
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Video: Winter Camping Can Really Suck –– or Not!
Video with a great message of the importance of being outside, if only to be a spectator.
From the Another Place
Descending from the material world, the physical objects and possessions,distractions taking focus away from the core, the mind, the essence – I struggle to let go. Do I purposely keep these close at hand, purposely keep distracted? What am I avoiding? What am I afraid of? What do I not want to see? Fear protects […]
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Giants
I walked in the empty fieldsand fell before the giants. Holding up the winter skytheir gaze met with fear. Laying in the snow and staring at the skyI wonder what being or energy keeps the balance and the motion, the systemand the path moving despite the tremendous odds, changes everywhere, and the chaosas humans continue […]
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If Jackson Pollock was a photographer – #19
I imagine one his photographs might look like this:
Urban Coyotes
It is that time of year when coyotes are more active in urban areas. People and our dogs are more likely to have an encounter and we want to be safe, not only for ourselves, but for the coyotes as well. Coyote mating season: January through February Birth: Mid-March through mid-May What to do if […]
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