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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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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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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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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into the flames the willow tree burns smoldering leaves melt from the crown dripping into the snow. I walk away as the last root burns and shake gasoline from my fingertips. the waiting messiah smiles snow building around its presence. the thinning horizon meets the whitening land as shadows disperse. when the last ember cools […]
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Imagine what life would be from this moment forward if we moved away from the chatter and negativity our mind is swimming within and realize we are born from the stars, that all life on this planet is born from the same material and roots, and that we each have a purpose. Imagine what tomorrow […]
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Eyes open to the blackened sky. I find myself on scattered rocks. Cold waves wash over me as I struggle to remember. Ravens call across the bay. In the distance a portal opens and for the first time in years I feel hope. Ravens now carry the fragments I desire to keep.
(1) We drive the dusty road east from the mountains toward the flat land not divulging any secrets from this distance. Still morning the intense sun withers fallen vegetation and quickly dissipates dew clinging to cactus needles. We have not spoken since the pass where we studied the horizon surveying what we left behind and […]
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Across the black sea I see nothing with these eyes and I stand here not as I see myself and not as I desire to be but as the being accepted by the water. Across the see littered with fragments I am but a whisper cast from mountain tops. I hope with every last shred […]
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A season in hell has passed as I rose through the fractures in the liquid earth and woke in the fields beneath the winter sun. Surrounded by snow and bare trees I immediately recognized this place and only knew of my journey here by the deep and fresh scars.
