And when it is “all said and done,” it will be neither quiet nor complete. A reminder should one be tempted into omniscience and omnipotence and ignorance of life’s essential impermanence.
A white butterfly/moth nestled against a white flower. I took…..
The rear view mirror held on to Fisher’s Peak, my geographical and spiritual anchor. Beside me, the rising sun announced the gift of life. The road before me, well, let’s just say I had no clue. The sound of…..
It could be a starry night. A solar system. Faerie footprints or magical dust. It could be…. And it is…. Tis the space between the two that I breathe.
A cup rejects neither sorrow and weariness or joy and peace. It’s design is to hold. Even empty it still holds air. As is my habit, I always wrap my hands around my coffee cup to absorb its warmth. Tonight’s warmth was heavy…..
The mountains gift such beauty. They also hide a strawberry moon’s colorful rise. I did see her yellow glow but this is the image that made my heart sigh. I who wanted so to go where I could see her…..
95 degrees sitting in the direct sun on a very hot concrete bench. I listened as a guitarist readied the sound system. The organizer greeted people with long hugs and tears. Families watched as their children ran here and there. Wax…..
It’s not about religion. It’s not even about guns or terrorists. It’s about hate. It’s about demeaning words hurled and those dropped as carelessly as a lit cigarette thrown upon the earth. It’s about the voices of those who believe in love,…..
There is no one moment of enlightenment, no awakening. The path, the journey is the awakening. The struggle to figure it out. To believe…just because that’s all you can do.
I sat numbed from the day and mindlessly watched the waiters and…..
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