It must have been the prayer from my breathor the Northern Flicker that escorted me through the woods.This bright home of coming to groundand the beckoning horizon of my life so far journeyed.Swept away here in the diming hour.This temple … Continue reading
Taking Flight Fading, noise of the worldEntombed, curated stories|Laid to rest, misgivingsManifesting, dreamy visionsReclaiming, warm delights and steamy waysFrom the depths of my reserves, peace and joyRestored, remembranceGlowing, vestiges of an ancient waySound once again…didn’t know betrayal could be so … Continue reading
All the water below me came from above. All the clouds living in the mountains gave it to the rivers, who gave it to the sea, which was their dying. -David Whyte
I am in search of a particular experience, for as long as I can remember I always have been. The urge to experience yonder, closer to the natural world down a rutted path or alongside or above the flow of … Continue reading
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