awareness

A Gift

What could be beyond the veil?

From this side there is only

a sheet of nothing that blurs

the vision–blocks the vision

of something

beyond which only a few

have been & lived to tell

about it.

Something happened.  You

don’t go around telling of

a spectacular dream you’ve

had over a decade or more

ago.

Dreams come and go.

Not too many special

ones that have changed

who you are, what you

do with the rest of your

life.

A gift is usually how

we experience places

we would otherwise not

ordinarily be able to

return to at will.

It usually has to be

given and we need

to accept it.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

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The Hawk and Friends

The hawk doesn’t have a deed

to the land he flies over

but it’s his as much as

any other resident inhabiting

his air space.

Soar as he might, no one

bothers him–save an

errant crow occasionally.

He pumps his wings a

few easy times and

then glides in joyous

purview of the land below.

All of the animals are free

and pay no rent for where

they live.

Somehow humans got

off on the wrong foot

in that area.

Cineraria, and Ranunchulus flowers. Al's Nursery, Oregon

Cineraria, and Ranunchulus flowers. Al’s Nursery, Oregon

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Stop

To stop seems dangerous.

Like riding a bicycle,

only forward movement

keeps you up.

No more, I’m full.

The flow has to reverse

in order to make room

to continue intaking.

A rest of sorts is needed.

A feeling is necessary

to give direction,

momentum

again.

A soul-searching

feeling–it was

in there all along

but buried under

mounds of

debris.

Too much, too fast

dictates an overflow

run amok

flooding every direction

at once, inundating

all channels to anywhere.

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Wanderlust

I just want to wander

here and there

wherever I feel

for an hour–

not on the freeway

at rush hour

but somewhere in nature

that I can feel relaxed

enough to sense my

gut feelings and try

to ‘hear’, be aware of

them, telling me or

giving me ideas

of where to go next,

what to do & see what

happens.

Such non-directive

living might seem

an exercise in futility

but I think, contrarily,

it will get us in touch

with a creative part of

ourselves that we are

constantly suppressing

by our judgemental, critical,

negative thinking.

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

Wood Duck in pond at Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens. Oregon

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A good day

Foggy, cloudy & cool

turned to warm, sunny

and blue.

If we waited long enough

the sun would dominate

the “pesky” fog that cast

somewhat of a ‘gloom’ on

the day.

I can see my shadow! I

exclaimed as we walked to

lunch!  I can make a

rabbit with my hands!

It was all good until we

had to go back for the

tickets for the drawing

at lunchtime.

Gathered up, on the way

back & excited to get

to lunch I said,

don’t…but too

late…as she rounded

the corner…run…

I mumbled to

myself.

Sunburst through rock arches. Bryce  National Park, Utah

Sunburst through rock arches. Bryce National Park, Utah

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Silent Nature

The rain quieted the workers

hammering on the roofs of the

condos across the river.

Quieted the boats, save one

who takes his yacht out

rain or shine alone on

the water sending rolling

gentle waves over the

glassy surface to lap

the shore.

The birds are there, you

just have to look for

them.

One quiet biker passed

me on the trail.

Puddles from the

night before were

small and passable.

Tracks of people this

day were telltale

fresh.

The crows wouldn’t

miss a day of doing

what they do and

then returning over

head about the time

of my walk towards

evening.

Close up of cyclamen.

Close up of cyclamen.

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Words

Words are human

communicators.

They let whoever

hears or reads them

know what

is or was in the

originator’s mind.

Otherwise, it’s just

a dark cave

no one goes into

and nothing

comes out of.

Intelligible sounds,

markings–we call

them words.

It all starts with

the alphabet

and goes out

to create a

whole new

‘reality’ for

whoever

they reach.

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Time Travel

In third grade you

start wondering:

how far can you go?

They heard about

other dimensions.

How do we get there?

Are they really there?

What about time

travel?

It’s not just the

thing of movies

anymore, a

fantasy.  They

want to build a

time machine

if that’s what it

takes to get out

of third grade

or their neighborhood.

This isn’t on the

curriculum, but

I try to answer

their questions

and at least

get them thinking.

 

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On a Walk

No.  I don’t have time for a walk, today.

Yes you do!  Get your butt out that door

and go walking.

Who knows what’s out there that’s new

or changed from yesterday?

I saw a tree that went (belly) roots

up as it fell over.  I don’t remember

seeing that before.  No strong wind

yesterday that I remember.

My memory is good and I’m very

observant–don’t like to miss a

thing I can take in with my eyes.

So the next time I visit a place,

years later sometimes, I remember

how it was then & I can see all the

changes.

I don’t remember this tree on its

side, half way in the river but

my mind is busy these days

with “problems” or puzzles I

try to sort out while I walk, so

I could have missed it, OR

I am just really waking up

to getting out of myself &

becoming more aware of the/

my environment.

Demoiselle Crane or Lovely Lady crane. Grand Hyatt, Kauai, Hawaii.

Demoiselle Crane or Lovely Lady crane. Grand Hyatt, Kauai, Hawaii.

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be you

I was ‘me’ today.

Who was that masked man?

Me.

So I went about my business

being attracted to opposite sex

energies here and there in the

market.  Feeling what their

vibration was or was not.

Seeing how I was attracted

mostly by sight but sometimes

they were just in my proximity

and I turned around to

see in the near distance the

person I was attracted to just

by sight initially.  So maybe

there is something

to that saying that people

can tell or know when you’re

staring or looking at them

and they aren’t at you.

I was never on the receiving

end of that much.

I guess you’ve got to start

somewhere.

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Raccoon in cotonwood tree. Lower Klamath Lake National Wildlife Refuge, California

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