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
ArtsBeingNaturePhotographyPlacesPoetry Poem – 92nd and Madison I look down from the roof over Madison Ave and watch people enter and emerge from yellow streetlights,... williamricciMay 28, 2018May 28, 2018
BeingEmpty FieldNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Empty Fields When this life’s pace and chaos become too much I know where I can turn. I return to... williamricciOct 30, 2017
BeingNaturePhotography Poem – A Childhood in Retrospect Shifting through photos I feel no connection, no recognition to the person with time and years ahead of... williamricciJul 1, 2017
BeingDeep EcologyNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Silent Awakening Summer. Days of long hot sun, the wind scorching exposed skin and throwing sand and twigs everywhere. Summer.... williamricciJun 10, 2017Jun 10, 2017
BeingEmpty FieldMountainsNaturePhotography Poem – Revolution Rooted in Ancient Lands 40 Days become 40 years and the revolution/transformation I began culminates from the mountain peak. Into the valley... williamricciApr 5, 2016
BeingEmpty FieldNaturePoetry Poem – Roots I walk the worn dirt path circling the overgrown fields where the winds have abated and the grass,... williamricciJul 11, 2015
BeingNature All About Puppies The newest member of the family will be home soon. Here she is, Vinny, at 4 weeks old. williamricciOct 28, 2014Oct 28, 2014
BeingDeep EcologyEmpty FieldNatureNorthographyPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – Machines That Move Earth (1) Putting aside hollywood notions of machine versus man – September morning is hidden in fog, coated with... williamricciSep 14, 2014
ArtsBeingPaintingPoetry Poem – House on 7th Street A two-story white house one window blue-framed large oak tree in the manicured yard, planter with purple flowers... williamricciMay 25, 2014
ArtsBeingNaturePhotography Poem – Home To mom and pops Light edges across the roof giving rise to my shadow. With eyes closed I... williamricciMay 10, 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
BeingEssay Essay – Influence An entire lifetime spanning so many years, is divided into smaller lifetimes, or books. These books of our... williamricciNov 9, 2013Nov 9, 2013
EssayMountainsNaturePhotographyPlacesUpdate Alaska 2013 – Thoughts and Random Photos Day 1 in Anchorage, AK. It has been 6-years since I have been here, in Anchorage. Has anything... williamricciSep 11, 2013
BeingMountainsNaturePlacesUpdate Finding Home Is home truly where the heart is, or where the heart feels at home? The sun rises behind... williamricciAug 31, 2013Aug 31, 2013