Monthly Archives: January 2015

Softly Laughing

All throughout this dark and windy night everything is tipsy and translucent. Light is swaying drunkenly between the visible and invisible. I wonder if perhaps it’s only me, wobbling on my feet, swaying to some spirit beat, listening to soft … Continue reading

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Praising Wildflowers

I’ve heard all the thoughtful talk about life’s purpose and its meaning – just never took any of it all that seriously. Happily purposeless, my skull a bowl of delicious sunshine, I ramble through magnificent mountain meadows while meaning, that … Continue reading

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Dunes at Tiger Creek

White crane aloft in clearing skies – this way is not the path of saints, yet it certainly does not preclude them. Stepping over the fallen torso of a mammoth pine, completely uprooted, we pause to enjoy a view of … Continue reading

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Hot Rocks and Stream Stones

1. A long hot hike through the woods – bending down between two boulders to drink from this cool stream, aching feet are forgotten. Glancing up, these towering trees – so many million pine needles! Fused in the steamy heat … Continue reading

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Only This

This magical realm we call “the world” is a wild wonder beyond human reckoning! The mere appearance of anything at all is a perpetual mystery of pure awe and relentless astonishment! These ever-shifting props that provide a sense of time … Continue reading

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La Petite Mort

In each random sigh of exhalation the perfume of our own looming death exudes the beguiling fragrance of flowers, whose fragile beauty is not diminished by the inevitability of destruction at the hand of the very life that once coaxed … Continue reading

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It Happens

We like to speak in metaphors and similes – each creature possesses a magic language that can often make things seem to be something other than they are. All of us are story tellers, gathered around the campfire of our … Continue reading

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