Sunday Service

Hark! Such shadowy and throbbing energy from overvalued drones and their angry chants on replay. What’s more concerning is that people are no longer searching for the truth, instead looking for instant gratification for that easy fix that doesn’t amount … Continue reading

Tossed Waters.

Tossed Waters.

Most feathered friends have taken off in flocks heading south by now. I read this poem and thought of them…wish I were in their feathers right about now, weary, tender and happy to be soaring with friends sans regrets to … Continue reading

Someone to Tend. Part 2

Someone to Tend. Part 2

We surfaced on this mellifluously abundant planet of everything imaginable and instantly we embrace the idea of scarcity. I can’t blame us wholeheartedly as deception is quite astute and personal accountability and choice are striped from us since our arrival … Continue reading

Crimson and Clover

Crimson and Clover

I could have watched yesterday’s nightfall over and over. Here’s my late night take of a red sky. We fled the park surrounded by trees abundant with foliage to pursue this vision of a glowing crimson sky. This is the … Continue reading

A Cause Célèbre

These days our windows look as if someone flicked her wrist with a few broad strokes of a chartreuse-tipped paint brush. It’s a heavily wooded view masterly leafing out right about now as the soft pastels of spring emerge overhead. … Continue reading

Homework Hour

Homework Hour

Winding down and reverting to the continuum while one of us buckles down to minutia on paper. Out here is where it matters. Out here there is true abundance. Out here is to be venerated. Out here the gentle breeze … Continue reading

I Need It Terribly

I Need It Terribly

Give me a few days of peace in your arms–I need it terribly. I’m ragged, worn, exhausted. After that I can face the world. -Henry Miller, from a letter to Anais Nin, featured in A Literate Passion. Slipped into a … Continue reading

Returning Home

Returning Home

to embrace the truth, our mother’s chosen. Gone are the days, living from distorted elements from within. Gone are the days, of bleeding wounds, past to present. Gone are the days, of the fragmentary, nefarious and fictitious faiths. These are … Continue reading

Among the not-so-lesser mortals,

Among the not-so-lesser mortals,

this sweet child of mine is vibrant, and all the more singular dancing along with these longstanding oaks like gods that surround us in our woods. It’s here we play, where we activate and expand, where the magic unfolds. We … Continue reading

On the Shoulders of a Giant

On the Shoulders of a Giant

Some days, when the sun doesn’t wake to salute you, inversions are required. A few squares down you may have read why they are unavoidable in our routine and these photos were meant to be included, well I’ll add yet … Continue reading