“You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself” ~Buddha
each step
i am destined
to take
illuminates itself.
as i travel
in the dark,
unseen hands
keep me
from taking
a wrong turn.
every breath
every step
every moment
is an act of faith
and sublime
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Sculpture “With a Heart of Gold” by Willie Cole, photo by Perry Garvin I had the distinct pleasure of viewing some amazing artwork by artist, Willie Cole, at the Frye recently. I took my summer camp students to the exhibit and later, had the honor of hearing him speak and shaking his hand. His art…
she waits with an eternal ellipses like still water after a storm Animus lunges forward toward her stillness –ready ready to receive his turgid embrace delicious Divine dance tantric transmutation they merge exhaling whispered longing circling back to their unknown, unspoken joy she waits with an eternal ellipses like still water after a storm ***…
“Look at the beautiful, green buds!” she exclaimed. “I worry for them. It’s only February,” he replied. Now, it’s nearly April and the leaves are unfurling and stretching to the sun. He’s not here to see that and yet it’s happening all the same. Faith trumps worry.
A few things I’ve noticed in my travels. You probably have too. Just here in Seattle listening to some trance music and pondering the past ten years. Jotting this down as a little cairn. 1. If someone can’t give you a bit of space in a relationship [read: they are terrified of being away from…
I hear songbirds and the last, dying breaths of the cicadas.
My new friend Hendrik Van Rensburg of The Church of Bass recently made a post on Facebook about friendship. He wrote that the following things make a true friend: To desire the best for each other Sympathy & empathy Honesty (also when it’s difficult for others to be truthful) Mutual understanding & compassion Mutual Trust…