time passes with many faces. this mirror wipe it clean! nothing but clay being shaped and holding in the broken vessel of my heart this world and this and this time passes with many faces…. bless you all, little brother of dust
No you cant hurt me any deeper than the image that still haunts me. The mirror lies to only those who don’t see who and what they are…….pick up the pieces you bend to make them fit into the spaces that we strive for to make us what we might be
Have you ever been so in love with the world that you drop your teacup, looking at the red and golds of maples in fall?
Hold those moments that are precious to you, they are mustard seeds growing into contrapuntal lines for the symphony of your soul….
diversion…..Hmmmmm its laughable how far we have taken this poor little word…… I mean it has gone from lets create a diversion to take this hill in the heat of battle………..TOO lets create a diversion to keep the 8 second attention span that is who we are apparently by what has been shoved down our […]
There is peace in between all the static, all the bullshit, all the rhetoric, all the hope, the misery, the pain all the potential that is what we live and breath. Maybe we should re-learn to connect……..After all is it not about the connection?
What of the quite day? trees respond to each other in slow tongue rocks utter syllable’s in decades i want to be in the orange glow of yellow maples as the sun hits i want to lay in moss sprinkled with golden thread i want to walk a deer path and see her lift her […]
Look at all beings as your teacher and the cosmos as your classroom.
She came through the mist one morning, as the sun was peering over the edge of hills that obscured the coast. she seemed to be walking slowly, contemplatively. My feet swished through the frosted wheat grass. There was a heavy frost last night. Earlier I had seen that the tomatoes were hit as was the […]
That is where we dwell as far as I can see look around!!! give space take space it seems to be all relative as far as the human condition. Look me in the eye and tell that somewhere somehow we cant find middle ground.