He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how. – Nietzsche My earliest memory is lying on my back in my baby crib, with no separation between my self and the world. Attracted by the three primary colors of red, yellow and blue, I wordlessly watched the gently swaying bird mobile …
Category Archives: nature
3 Steps to a Natural High
The mystery of life isn’t a problem to solve, but a reality to experience. – Frank Herbert We are natural beings. Although human existence is enhanced by technological artifice, our essence is affixed to the natural world. There are far too many artificial means to escape rather than embrace reality. Disconnect and unravel the illusions. …
Tonga Volcano Tsunami Waves
Wonder of nature Churning echoes from afar Roars into my soul I received a tsunami Alert this morning as I opened my Gmail. I didn’t know it could that, so thanks Google for that. I checked the expected arrival times for the waves here on the Pacific Northwest Coast and the expected wave size. I …
Be Led by Your Dreams
Standing on the bare ground,–my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space,–all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or parcel of God. – Ralph Waldo Emerson Nature holds a myriad of …
The Inner Journey Home
If you wish to know the divine, feel the wind on your face and the warm sun on your hand. – Buddha We are seekers – you and I. From birth to death, we wander this life seeking the divine in all its myriad guises. But it is the inner journey that leads us home. …
Crescendo – A poem
Coursing through the piquant breeze, swirls of blood orange lifesparks Scrape across the saffron sands like delicate arpeggios. The tranquil fullness of life’s dulcet allegro Bolsters sagging courage with promises of paradise. Once buoyant blooms, long since faded, Lie in tangled heaps across the hallowed fields. The spirit, filled with tangy ripeness, Willfully begins the …
Soaring Eagle Spirit
Powerful winds were blowing this morning here on the Pacific Northwest coast. As I walked onto the beach I glanced up to see this majestic eagle gliding gracefully above me. I think of my departed World War Two veteran Dad whenever I see an eagle on the beach. The day he died, I went to …
On Frozen Sands
In a world where death is the hunter, my friend, there is no time for regrets or doubts. There is only time for decisions. – Carlos Castaneda Winter’s biting winds blur the fine line between life and death. Just like life, no matter how bundled up against the unexpected we may be, an unexpected chill …
Reverie
{In a new style of prose-poetry} I stand unadorned before the Universe Poised at the threshold Betwixt the boundaries of water and sky Supplicating in solitude Awaiting redemption Within the gyres of uncertainty Astride the fundamental boundary There is only now Not then or when or how Spirit-wings sprout fully formed The celestial updraft lifts …
A Poem of Valediction
The glistening torii gate framed the lush sanctuary like a vermilion sentinel. Dawn’s silver silence was fractured by stuttering footsteps on rough slate. A cinnabar leaf clung to the stone lantern drawing the eye upward. Across the koi pond joyful sunbeams ignited the recently transplanted laceleaf maples. Crimson radiance dripped onto the mossy rocks like …
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