Author Archives: Bob OHearn

About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have a number of blog sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Compiled Poetry and Prosetry: Verses and ramblings on life as it is: Verses and Variations on the Investigation of Mind Nature: Verses on the Play of Consciousness: Poetic Fiction, Fable, Fantabulation: Poems of the Mountain Hermit: Love Poems from The Book of Yes: Autobiographical Fragments, Memories, Stories, and Tall Tales: Ancient and modern spiritual texts, creatively refreshed: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!


Dear Readers, This current site, Feeling To Infinity, has become rather unwieldy, with over 600 posts. Consequently, I am leaving it as an archive, but will no longer post here. Instead, I have divided the existing posts into 6 separate … Continue reading

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Solitary vigil on a windless night winter moon rising, bitter cold smoke-like thoughts drift through the dark phantom creatures with no place to land fire’s burnt out, not an ember remains now I know what I really am: everything, nothing … Continue reading

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Free Flowing

Even the smallest thing has its own special glow — why speak of enlightenment when everything shines? Light flowing into light, into more and more light still, each one of our senses is a portal — open, open at will! … Continue reading

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Mountain Hermit’s Lullaby

Another season of rain and mists leaves more blurry footprints in the mud. Too damp for making fire, and beneath grey skies a cold cloak has wrapped itself around my shoulders, fits just right. Whatever it was I sought — … Continue reading

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Last Page

Winter again, and all I have is one clean page left in my writing notebook. The rest were scribbled on, torn out, crumpled up, and tossed into the trash. The ghosts who drift around me may grow wistful — it’s … Continue reading

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After All (2)

I was born near a foggy shore, and grew to love the ocean moods. Valleys are rich with orchards and vineyards — who could resist their enticing charms? I’ve traveled through lonely deserts, stayed a while in many cities too … Continue reading

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Swept Away

In my mind I’m returning to the river. It’s all right there, everything is clear. The concise scripture, the revelation — I will read that book with my whole body. Still, I’m not really going anywhere at all. Everyone and … Continue reading

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Campfire Song

A bittersweet music, the poignancy of ancient recognition, now washes over me — I feel the whole world, its history, its hurting, its aspiration, its inevitable transparency. Without exception, all are included in this ceremony.   Here around the campfire … Continue reading

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No Failure

Then the sun bends down to caress your face, and now your soft eyes slowly open, revealing an enormous white room — its dazzling shine! You’re astonished — yes — you’ve sprouted wings. You can go anywhere, do anything, be … Continue reading

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Dry Creek

Black-Eyed Juncos are busily flittering around the large bowls of fresh seeds you kindly put out this morning, while I sit here in my chair, not moving at all. For so long I wanted this: to be still, not moving … Continue reading

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