The Watering Hole

The Watering Hole

For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them. – Matthew 18:20

I Bid You Well

I Bid You Well

In this decayed hole among the mountainsIn the faint moonlight, the grass is singingOver the tumbled graves, about the chapelThere is the empty chapel, only the wind’s homeit has no windows, and the door swingsdry bones can harm no one … Continue reading

Ready and Waiting

Ready and Waiting

There is a new kind of dreaming and we’re in it.

Before

Before

I was going to title this eschaton or the last state of man, but I don’t want anyone to get the wrong impression as I see and feel the counterpart as the life after, the dream state, the when and … Continue reading

White Sky, White Peaks

White Sky, White Peaks

Look what we got today, not a whole lot but a significant amount to call it the first heavenly fall of the season. Light and breezy is how they all floated down. It’s a mixed emotion this first wintery wonderland, … Continue reading

Forming Letters

What do we do when we come across a glowing pink façade? We use it as a living canvass and spell out our name with our torso and limbs, twisting, torquing and stretching. It’s a good thing we are flexible, … Continue reading

If Only to Break from Rhyme

Down a rutted path, along dormant liana, beside the mucky river and near a bridge, I find stillness for the day. Within twenty to sixty seconds of exposure to nature heart rate slows, blood pressure drops, breathing regulates and brain … Continue reading

He Reigns

He Reigns

If this doesn’t get you turning inwards and awaken to greet your journey toward the golden hours, well then, I’m not sure we will all get there. For those who are nourishing their inner spirit…welcome to the big time.  

Why I Wake Early

Why I Wake Early

“Just a minute, said a voice in the weeds.” So I stood still in the day’s exquisite morning light. – Mary Oliver

Blue Skies Ahead

No doubt it’s a stormy kind of situation but ain’t this the sweetest thing. Look at how these siblings adore each other and mama bear admires from behind the scenes. I wouldn’t mind being the recipient to this holiday cheer. … Continue reading