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Poem – Shadow
Scattered dreams forgotten at first light. A vague cloud follows. Trees bend at impossible angles the air wavers and shimmers. I walk the dirt path worn from ancestors and ancient methods. Morning light through the tree canopy casts fragments across my face. I cannot help but feel I am being followed by a shadow of…
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Poem – Rain
Those thoughts the ever-present past the overgrown fields the moments we do not allow ourselves to forget to let go washed out to sea.
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Poem – Blood
Time passes with nothing, with no stake in what happens next. It is pure in its motivations, its actions, and its silence. Yet we tie and bind time to history, marked points of moments and events and ask the question: “Do you remember that time when…?” Time is a bystander to what we choose do…
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Buddha – Mindfulness
“Do not dwell in the past, Do not dream of the future, Concentrate the mind on the present moment.”
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Poem – What Matters Most in the Violent Waves
Thinking back on the past I see the signs and guides more clearly and with more openness than at the time. Thinking about where I am now I plan what future I want, the reach of my sphere of influence and the morals I must exhibit. What I question are the words thrown to the…
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Looking Forward
Whatever is forward becomes the present before becoming the past and with eyes open we absorb nature in all of its glory.
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Poem – Snow Always Proceeds the Fall
The depth of days, carrying the memories from the past through the present into a future laid bare in our hands. Silence precedes the chaos we create, but until that moment the silence is unsettling, daunting, and disarming. Snow comes first with a message of peace and hope a subtle warning from the winds originating…
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Thoughts on the Empty Field
I have written a bit about the concept of an empty field and what this means spiritually, mentally, and physically to myself as a wandering soul, a student of this life struggling to relate and come to terms with previous lives. The empty field is the essence of the mind and energy transferred to a…
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Essay – Guides and Turning Points
How did I get here? An important question I throw into the air while reading, writing, and drinking coffee on a cold morning with early sunlight across the fields. In this current state of being, I awoke a few years ago after sleep walking through most of my life and leaving my path up to…
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Poem – Another Life
In another life I scaled the peak. I tasted the salt and blood of success and defeat. I stood and watched clouds rise and fall. Moons passed and kingdoms fell before the mountain swallowed me whole.