A peacock ran directly in front of my forty-mph car today, forcing a thankfully successful brake-slam. I might have let it pass as coincidence had it been the first time, but something similar happened to me about six years ago,…
Sweet pride
Blind reliance on the portals of interpretation confuse nature’s rhythm, allowing no room for sensation under the sweet dead-weight of pride.
Reflections
Initiated with the spark of insecurity, we define ourselves from the mirrored impression we emit to the surrounding world in a desperate toehold against a rising sea of uncertainty. The world view we grow builds on the planted seeds of…
Tilling the soil.
April 6, 2020 We have lived in the same home for 29 years. Several years after we bought our house, I decided to grow a garden in the rock-walled backyard enclosure designed for just such a purpose by the home’s…
Morning
Erupting hum in rhyming color, echoes of seclusion’s wild, keen silence pervades the missive scape, lilting aviary the choir.
New
Running down the same well-worn path bracketed by fear and desire, caged inventions of the thinking mind lock us tight in a jail of reality’s convention. Self-imposed bars of collective arrogance buttress the cell, even as doubt’s sustenance of rigid…
Gumbo of soul
We are multifaceted beings, destined to a complexity of emotion, thought, and sensation, warmed by gratitude and compassion in a spicy gumbo of the soul.
Puddle sprayed
Getting sufficient sleep has been an issue with me for about ten years now, leaving me with a nominal two to four hours of broken sleep most evenings. Occasionally, I’ll be able to stretch that to as high as six,…
Unseen Radiance
Creativity, imagination’s whimsical helper, kneads the soul with the unseen radiance of joy.
Harsh features
Harsh features, chiseled from familiarity, thaw in the gentle undercurrent of the moment.