Monthly Archives: April 2016

Blown by the wind from a massive star, this magnificent interstellar apparition has a surprisingly familiar shape. Cataloged poetically as NGC 7635, it is also known as “The Bubble Nebula”. The Bubble Nebula and associated cloud complex lie a mere … Continue reading →

Carlotta, Ca 2004 There’s an ancient humble comfort, simply watching the immensity of clear white light pouring down in gracious mountain harmony, filtering through these majestic old growth redwood trees, pure awe expressed as a gentle pendulum of soulful sighs … Continue reading →

Balancing on a thin tightrope tautly stretched across the virtual topography of “my” story, who stands revealed in the scattered light of an opaque prism, transforming, morphing in the poignant play of ripening conditions: a costumed clown with a borrowed … Continue reading →

Welcome to the Temple of What Is, which is no different than anyplace else, except in the mind that clings to preference. Imagine relaxing with friends around a warm campfire, your uncontrived faith, compassion, wisdom, and devotion all signs that … Continue reading →

Loose lips lay claim that “Ego” is my name, just a fanciful play in a fast fleeting game, though would you find some fault in me I say look closer, not in vain — what stands before you now is … Continue reading →

All of the beautiful strangers that I happen to meet are really no stranger to me than I am to myself.   I hear their chorus of voices, like breezy harmonics, echoing through trackless space, vaguely familiar, a remembered dream … Continue reading →

From the pond bench you asked me to enthrall you with a haiku, and so I improvised:   “One nod from Shiva – Hundreds of gathering gulls, Suddenly airborne!”   Behind us a gaggle of gulls in unison immediately squawked … Continue reading →

Shapes shift, light and shadows alternate, facades appear and disappear as Love plays the ancient masquerade. From Her oceanic depths a flowing dream of waves arises in Love’s disguises born of water. As bedazzling as Love’s masks may be, we … Continue reading →

From the silent depths of the fathomless void, love calls out to itself, and love answers in these shining forms of you and I.   Without fear or hesitation we wander into the innermost chorus of this love call, answering … Continue reading →

On the beach from here to eternity, Burt and Deborah embrace in that onrushing tide –   from the viewpoint of the Mystery there really is no mystery, only What Is, forever washing over the sands of itself, engulfing faux-lovers … Continue reading →