BeingMusicNaturePhotography Another Winter Spring fell into an early winter. We scramble to remember how cold was last year? How much snow?... williamricciNov 2, 2019
BeingDeep EcologyEmpty FieldNaturePhotographyPoetry Winter Grass and Wind The winter grass and wind sings her song. Ravens join the chorus. Returning to roots and origin. Lulled... williamricciFeb 2, 2019Feb 2, 2019
BeingDeep EcologyDharmaNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Saman The black silent outline moves closer as time passes, time not from here. The empty sky vibrates as... williamricciOct 28, 2018Nov 25, 2018
BeingEmpty FieldEssayNaturePhotography Essay – In That Moment Imagine what life would be from this moment forward if we moved away from the chatter and negativity... williamricciMar 10, 2018Mar 11, 2018
BeingNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Origins I watch an airplane across the evening sky, diminishing light as the sun is leaving. Still trees reach... williamricciFeb 17, 2018
BeingDeep EcologyEssayNaturePhotography Nature – Stones Do the stones we find on the shoreline, inspected closely before placing in a pocket for safe keeping,... williamricciJan 3, 2017Jan 3, 2017
BeingDeep EcologyNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Transformation I watch the sun rise from distant cold moving water. White-capped waves emerge from the horizon and over... williamricciJan 1, 2017
BeingDharmaEmpty FieldNaturePhotographyPoetryUpdate Poem – Birth In the beginning we come into this space as innocent beings fumbling around the empty fields stretching forever.... williamricciDec 1, 2016
BeingEmpty FieldNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Across the Field Across the field I see the same material we are made of born of the stars out there. williamricciJul 30, 2016
BeingDeep EcologyNaturePhotography Dogs of Summer #1 Summer is not quite here, but that does not deter the sun, warmth, and life within the forest.... williamricciJun 2, 2015
BeingNaturePoetry Poem – Dreams That moment waking, the slow realization that what you see is beyond the physical space is beyond what... williamricciApr 2, 2015
ArtsBeingNaturePoetry Poem – Layers Why do I spend each weekend breaking sweet and back? What does each peeled layer represent? What am... williamricciSep 28, 2014Sep 28, 2014
ArtsBeingPoetry Poem – Intersections At the intersection I woke to a wall cloud filled not with rain but fragments of some life... williamricciSep 27, 2014Jan 18, 2018
ArtsBeingNaturePoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – Where I Stood (1) Where I stood on that last day I saw you walking across the bridge. I believe you... williamricciSep 5, 2014
BeingEssayZen - Buddhism Why do We Fight? Clouds part and the setting sun burns the last rays into my eyes before disappearing behind the trees.... williamricciMar 31, 2014