Alive and Still Eager
Awake with first light, tiredness lifted from my body, the energy of sun and water finding its way into my heart. A gray wing junco sits for a fluttering instant on a bench near the point, and for a moment we trade places – the bench a perch for junco me, skittering over the warming […]
Deep Peace
As the body when strained the soul too must relax, breathe deeply, exhale and like the tide retreat, making room for what comes; like light upon the mountain discovering what the Earth would bring to an open heart.
Thread of Connection
(for Fukushima) I The earthquake jolts, urging me away from shore toward the wave. I want to cower, knowing I will soon dissolve in a future etched in water. Just a little boat and the tic tic of a diesel motor, sailing out to sea toward the wave, away from what will be no longer. […]
Settling
Near the sea everything settles, as if memories and people were affected by the tides, and slowly find their way to the bottom, resting along the dark crevasse beneath the flowing water. Finding a place to feed from the darkness that will not be undone, letting this day be what it is without the turbulence […]
Daring to Raise My Eyes
I reach out over the horizon, cracked and weakened by struggle and death and all that’s fallen. Daring to raise my eyes, I call out in a bird-like sound, giving myself to this day, abandoning desire for all except you.
Before Memory
Before memory, before violence, before the damage and the line that separates, before ancient stones and walls beneath the sea, there was awareness and the love of our ancestors spoken from the mountain. Before the wave, before forgetting, a thin ray of light awakening the sleep that is not sleep. The fold of forgiveness; the […]
Faith
Faith is tangible like mineral or light form, a quality determined by the flow of longing to lift beyond the finite. To bring down the wealth of dawn from the mountain, starlight as it follows the sea, a magical something within the spirit that becomes the flesh of compassion.
Roscommon Road
Stories housed within the soul exact in every detail, the deliberate forgetting of a mind linked to survival inoperable in the secret register where every encounter’s sacred despite the pain or tragedy. The look on Bobby’s face telling me our best friend Brendan was dead, my father’s eyes down who should have borne the weight; […]
Silence of the Statue
Sacred site and ancient temple point to power invisible and mysterious, symbol and reality not confused by older order. We extract and concentrate yet release and balance must follow. The sand below the sphinx was once a field of green, the silence of the statue a language of its own. What appeared empty may now […]
Broken like a Branch
Challenged by the old fight, I hear another voice miles from the road, along the basalt trail to a creek that breaks from her open mouth with the grief of music. The knowledge of moss and the part of me broken like a branch, turned into dirt, falling with water in a long drop over […]
Green and Wild
Living a good life shouldn’t be so hard, just a thought for what is right despite the dreams and body’s calling, yet wherever the iron-bound loses control, soul trickles through, concerned for its own hunger as if tossed upon the shores of Eden for the very first time. No books, no laws, no convention, only […]
Embrace of Certainty
Original life seemed too uncertain, trees needed conversion like pagan fancies, the civility of a wiser priesthood; black dirt and running streams hid fortunes from our childlike vision. All that changed, thankfully, with massive cities and industrial might, little left to the dark unknowing beyond the reach of grid and fence. Now we exist in […]
Forming a Pearl
I should write about the fights I lost, about bigger angels and the punishment they exact, the feeling in the gut when the tide shifts and everything underfoot is washed away. Like an oyster with a root into rock, taking a bath because ocean is all there is, hanging on to the scarred and broken […]
Hidden Spring
Strength comes with the morning, from a troubled dream to the gray palette of winter sky, inviting a hidden self to awaken beyond the body, emerge from the dark earth of soul. With the nourishment of that depth, and rise like Lazarus, born again to the beauty of this life, with destiny bubbling from ancient […]
What I Want
I want to break over the horizon and shine my inner light on the frost covered earth, feeling the boundless just one more time, free from the shroud of mystery.