This Budding Morning

This Budding Morning

For catching my breath as all the light of the rising sun crescendos around me.

The Secret Space

The Secret Space

We simply couldn’t have made it without this space, the inspiration from on high of infinite intelligence guiding, directing and revealing…the law of the Almighty radiating love and attention through all the light of the sun. Taking note, waiting, wondering … Continue reading

The Final Plunge

The Final Plunge

Did I capture it for you? There’s nothing like a last dunk into the water for the both of us, the burst of rosé reflecting across the horizon and into the water—it’s a tantalizing final hour. It’s beyond romantic when … Continue reading

Slicing Horizons

Slicing Horizons

We be crossing bridges like…

These Are the Days

These Are the Days

“These are the days that must happen to you.” -Walt Whitman

Fear

Fear

Do not listen to it, do not navigate it, and by gosh don’t enact upon it. Continuing as we have been will most certainly snub off the opportunity before us, navigate your landscape with an open heart to guarantee all … Continue reading

An Arresting Presence

An Arresting Presence

Taking a few steps back after a couple hours enveloped in silky waters, I stopped to breathe this in. For a moment I wondered if I swam to the other side of the world, for this ain’t the world I … Continue reading

Lay Waste

Lay Waste

“Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers – but like lemmings running headlong to the sea, we are oblivious.” – William Wordsworth. Wordsworth chronicles his spiritual life, his views on his craft and place in the world in his … Continue reading

Carried and Ever So Cherished Wisdom

Carried and Ever So Cherished Wisdom

I spot them everywhere within Red and even out here sky beams delightfully dancing upon her redwood planks whilst dazzling me with their seductive saltation. It just takes a few minutes of gazing to become mesmerized, besotten and immersed deeply … Continue reading

God’s Country

God’s Country

No question whose country it is out yonder. City slickers have a whole lot of words these days. Words create separation. Good thing there aren’t many out this way, only a beating heart to be heard. Nothing else instructing it … Continue reading