Wild and Native

Wild and Native

On forest paths,bathing in a little more beautysurrendering to the overthought,in ecstasy,in honor,in illuminating grace.Eastward boundwhere your sky expandsand protruding from the land you plod,mushrooms broadcasting you’re already hereyou may as well breathe.For yourselffor the ancient timeline.This is your moment.This … Continue reading

If I Could Meet You Now

If I Could Meet You Now

Only from the outside does it look like bravery. On the inside, I’m just like you. Come, what urgency beckons you to your destiny with me?

Explorers Ready for Anything

Explorers Ready for Anything

Ever wonder about the drops? Rampant and rallying together burgeoning with water…all pent-up with that potential energy in an expanding cloud. What do you think they are feeling or thinking? I bet it’s not terror. Perhaps a bit of anxiety … Continue reading

In the Existing Moments

In the Existing Moments

The passers-by did not take heed Of me, of my frozen stillness. Deep-rooted ideas, they cling onto Intentions pitched into the bottoms of the washed-out bins. Desires to live a celebratory existence stay frozen. Remember the template, Remember there’s another … Continue reading

Somehow, Somehow, Somehow

Somehow, Somehow, Somehow

In the eye of the storm, there is beauty wrapped in a billowy cushion of love darting for your heart. Ever notice how you feel after a refreshing shower no matter what happened minutes before? Gnosis rain down on me,No … Continue reading

A Touch of Rose

Pourquoi non? Although I’m not skilled in the least with anything to do with makeup, I do on occasion add a touch of rose, a wee bit of an enhancement. Anything I do apply blends into my skin within a … Continue reading

This Ain’t No Vanity Show

This Ain’t No Vanity Show

No personalities up here on this stage. Just some real men in their wranglers with heartening messages and a whole lot of love with the intent of resurrecting the spark within you. You won’t find anyone worth $422 billion on … Continue reading

Missing Mama

Missing Mama

I was accused of being in the water for three hours. I’ve been accused of worse things, but there’s no way I could have because my bladder signals me after about an hour and as much as I would have … Continue reading

Dreamer of this Dream

Dreamer of this Dream

Mood this evening after an afternoon filled with sunshine and play…not many words exchanged out there today. Back in the nest, we cranked open all windows to bathe in the supreme light and early evening breeze. We do a lot … Continue reading

Wait For It

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