In plain sight, a bouquet of fresh flora intended to forestall the dystopian vision of the future and bountiful fruits to fuel expressions deep into the core of my cells. I will conceivably offer a golden apple to the one … Continue reading
Only one spark to light the room. Just one ember, flickering and illuminating what has been hidden. From that sparkle another and another until a glimmer no longer is a glimmer but a combustion. A spirit in forced confinement can … Continue reading
Playing on this side of the pane all afternoon with my side kick. In the soil along a craggy creek under a shower of golden light while joint tortfeasors carry on with their egregious choreographed events. Creatures of statute, au … Continue reading
I recently learned that these cup-shaped flowers cradle the stigmas from where the spice saffron is harvested…they are now on my to be divinized list and I will be cultivating them into the greenhouse for all year reaping. They have … Continue reading
Something about the human genome that must be incredible, why else all the fuss? It doesn’t all add up unless of course we are talking about the unimaginable…I can’t wait to find out, therefore I’m leaving my “junk dna” intact. … Continue reading
to search for rainbows. Make way for the new foretelling energy entering. There’s a change in the light every day…it’s more conspicuous, more intense, more golden. It’s empowering and peace-ful. It’s time to heal at last.
Around here winter dreams in baby blues and stretches of snow-white on rolling hills, in particular this year. I have a notable number of photos to show for it. I’ll spare you another one, at least in this square and … Continue reading
There’s no way I can predict my childrens’ paths—they have an innate knowing to explore and create space and beauty. Girlfriend here photo bombed me again. What can I do…she’s full of grace with a sweet smell of innocence. Our … Continue reading
I don’t want to wallow in dispirited feelings about this restrained glow. All strung up for the holiday show, however, lacking vigilant glory for the revelatory moment to aid with the once-a-year-sleigh landing, I surrendered to the semi-dim light and … Continue reading
Light is shifting, birds are chirping and girlfriend here is training. Practicing movement and breath with intention and dedication. The shift, ever so hazily has begun…it’s up to us to keep it free and easy. Energy flows where intention goes, … Continue reading
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