Tuesday, March 30, 2010

I Remember...

















Wednesday, March 24, 2010

After Midnight

Two friends come over...

"It's late, take my bed," I said.

Shyly she replies,"Don't worry, we won't..."

I smiled, "OH!... I'd be only so blessed."

I offer up my bed.

Sometime in the night, my two friends become lovers.

No doubt that bed rejoices to host such a celebration...long awaited.

For all the passion that flows through my heart and soul,
my bed waits silently, night after night...
listening to a single heart beating and a solitary breath...

Sometimes after midnight, I can be still no longer.

The bed senses a stirring as passion begins to swell.

I reach over and wrap my fingers around this pen
and the dance begins.

The light turned on... the bed falls back into slumber,
knowing one day, the pen will be forsaken
and the candle lit... while I turn over and into another...
between the sheets, suspended on springs that have
patiently waited to hear the lovers song
spring from my own lips...

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Journey Through Infinity

"Nothing is secure but life, transition, the energizing spirit.
No love can be bound by oath or covenant to secure it against a higher love.
No truth so sublime but it may become trivial tomorrow in the light of new thoughts.
People wish to be settled; only as far as they are unsettled is there any hope for them."
Emerson





"Who are you? Unhand me: I will be dependent no more.
Ah! seest thou not, Oh brother
that thus we part, only to meet again on a higher platform,
and only be more each other's because we are more our own?"
Emerson






"He who binds himself to Joy, does the winged life destroy but
he who kisses Joy as flies, lives in Eternity's sunrise."
Blake


"A Man never rises so high as when he knows not whither he is going."
O. Cromwell



"I cast away in this new moment all my once hoarded knowledge, as vacant and vain.

Now for the first time seem I to know anything rightly."

Emerson

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Equinox at the River

This got my attention. The little purple bloom has a message too.



"Which way feels right ,"I asked my self. Then the lesson, it just does not matter much.
These roads lead me back the place where I began, with a deeper awareness of Self.
So it seems the more important question is not which way to walk rather 'how' we walk.



A quiet moment... receiving.




Post river toast; Red cabbage, celery, apple,beets, YUMMY!!!




Are words really necessary here?

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Two Touch One



Let me tell you what I think about Love because it is just too beautiful not to share...

I think we are born into this human earth body for a reason.
I think if we are lucky, we learn to feel the love of our mother.
( If the child is not staring at the source of nourishment,
it is gazing into the eyes of the mother.)
And if the mother is really present, she is smiling back into the eyes of that child.
This is our first important communication.

Drink Deeply.

Then, it is the hands.
Oh God, the tender touch of the hand.
At first, the child's grasp is so very tightly closed into a fist.
This loving mother, she patiently wiggles her loving finger into that closed fist.
The child's hand opens to hold the mother's finger.

That's all it can handle, at first.

Now the child is receiving felt messages from that finger,
sensing the little movements divinely in sync with the smiling eyes.
The nursing pauses because that tiny infant senses another kind of nourishment,
translated through the touch of the hand.


Along the arm, she gently strokes the child.
The child instinctively strokes and holds the breast,
a touch so eloquent, so profoundly expressing
the nourishment of Love.

We lay together, sometimes tired, sometimes energized.
We are here, together.

The spiritually evolved will tell you of One God, One Spirit and One Being.
Connect with that Oneness in yourself the great teachers will try to convince others
and themselves.

And there is Truth in that.

Yet, our humanness, our passion,
brings us, again and again,
to that longing...
for touch...
for that connection,
that frankly, no government, no religion could ever
regulate, organize or extinguish...
because In-touch is Eternal and is hidden
in the very basic of Being.

And no, I do not need to physically touch you
to feel your Presence.

Just give me a chance, though, my Love,
and the Heavens will instantaneously become realized.

Come closer...

with that beating Heart...

and those smiling eyes...

and the telling

of the greatest Treasure

will be heard and felt

to the ends of the Earth.


Thursday, March 11, 2010

Intent...

1) Powerful position of Being Centered.

2) It is what happens in a tent- listening, resting, planning, celebrating... Life.

3) A little girls plastic vile of decapitated ant heads- meant to help rid the world of bad things like
sharp, pointy stickers in the grass.

4) I intend to love ...forever.

5) I intend to always be true.

6) I intend to realize I may need help some days.

7) I intend to let laughter live on.

8) I intend to see and feel as I cycle through Infinity.

9) I intend really Trust the process!

10) I IN-TEN-d to appreciate with gratitude
the Current of Love,
Boundless and Free

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Blood

Blood

pain

pressure

fear

I am being rejected...

cut off from this source

that has sustained me.

It's so dark!

I try to cling... to hold on

but I'm being pushed away.

I can no longer hear your heartbeat.

NO, DON'T LEAVE ME!

Can't breathe...
must be the End.

I follow the bright light...

Feeling softness now... I latch on to a warm nipple.

I hear your heartbeat again...

You smile and say, "Welcome to the world...God I love you."

Friday, March 5, 2010

ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE



Love- IN on the River

Eric is our Friend.
He looks old for 36 years.
Claims he can still "go the distance."
Good for him!


Majestic




Second pair of Sand Hill Cranes I saw this week. When I got closer...
Surprise!



Well this picture was taken while Julia and I were sitting on a large stump.
You see we ... the path felt right, it looked right, so we went right.
Turns out that was wrong.
Spirits lesson; sometimes right is wrong and left is right.
Hhhhh...




This my friends is an Orange Tree in Love with Lichen.
To each his own! Good for them!

The River Kingdom Celebrates Julia's Birthday

Still Friend


Growing up and IN with friends


Sacred space


Sweet Moment


Yes Flying Now

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

A spiraling beam of informed Light


feels....like....

1. cool rush of tingles moving through the body

2. blinking my third eye

3. a long awaited pee

4. dancing wildly in small spaces

5. witnessing white feather clouds in the sky

6. the cats precision leap out the just opened window

7. powerful cool wind swirling around the bodies of friends

9. the thrilling taste and crunch of candy coated almonds

10. waking up on a rooftop i have never before seen

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Hats






more hats





Adrift on the Current


I stood outside my apartment waiting to be let in.
I looked at the door, a black letter B.
It has been my door. Why today does it feel so foreign?
I notice I am a stranger knocking on my own door.
My Shadow cast on the wall has a message.
I don't wait to listen, I rush in to be swallowed by the stuff
that has anchored me to a past.
Now I remember the subtle statement from my shadow friend,
"This isn't your pad anymore, really just a holding bin now....
as life prepares to change for good."

HA! I laugh to myself and invite the shadow to come in
and watch the magic transform this holding bin into a fantastic Vessel
that will deliver me ready to cast off lines
and confidently leave this familiar shore
into the Great Unknown