outside

Moon/Sun Walk

The sun played peek-a-boo

with the moon today.

Borrowed some glasses and

saw it first hand.

I walked.  I saw a rabbit.

Haven’t seen any this year

where I walk.  They’re all hanging

out at the new veggie garden the

farmers are growing.  Don’t

blame them.  Pretty slim pickings

other years I would imagine–

dry dusty fields and whatever

they could find.  It was a little

rabbit–almost tame.  The

younger ones let you come

nearer.

The white egret I spotted flew

off as soon as I came into view–

at least 50 yards off.  Very

skittish.

I walked in the eclipse.

Dim outside, bright inside.

 

 

 

 

 

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Silent Walking

I celebrate the silence,

the solace of the woods

so graciously “being”

basking in the sun

welcoming my passage

through their humble

abode.

No need to straighten up

the place for my presence

they have nothing to

be ashamed of–their

house is in order, as is.

My mind dwells deep

within in such

silent distractions.

It can hear itself think.

And feel.

It  can receive

and wake up to

the creative wealth

wanting to sprout

and grow in the

sunlight, also.

It can even rest

without much

or any activity

at all.  It just

enjoys being

unpressured to be.

 

 

 

 

 

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Pondering Steps

I’m too tired to write.

No, you’re not.  Just write something.

It will be wonderful.

I love my long walks.  Alone.  And in

the woods–no other human around.

No one can see me.  I rarely encounter

another.

There, I can think.  Feel.  Reflect.

Project.  Plan–tentatively,

usually.

Only Nature is my distraction.  Or a

chance encounter with a friendly

soul I sometimes see.

Everyone else is sanely inside.

Locked in a/c homes.

Some homeless campers–no a/c

of course.  But they’re not walking

around in the 100+ degree heat.

I really reflect “hard” when

something’s on my mind.

I’m too tired to write, like I

said, but I wrote

something anyway.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Walking Backwards

Walking backwards–the route–

not my body–produces awarenesses

you don’t as readily notice when

you trek your tried and true

favorite path.

They were all there before but

now you see & feel them in a new

light.

You may even test yourself by

trying to follow your

intuitive knowingness of

where & which way to go.

I got so far out that I

wasn’t sure the way back

would be all that enjoyable

if I was tired & pushing

to get home.  Which has

happened before when I get

greedy and go beyond what

my body & inner sense is

telling me.  I just love it

so much.  And some days

I’m feeling really great & that

enjoyment is all the more

magnified.

But today turned out fine.

And my inner knowingness

assured me it would give

me the energy to get back

with ease.  I love walking.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Moving Energy

I’m honoring my house today.

Lighting candles, incense,

and bringing in flowers.

A few months of heavy emotional

traffic needed to be cleared out.

I think I made a dent in it

or cleared it completely.

Somehow I trust, tomorrow

will be a much improved day

while I’m within my home,

and without!

I am usually amazed at the

results of my little ceremony,

but it always happens.

Some tweak to the energy

stagnation moves it out

to make room for a new

input to be established.

I’m glad I’m able to do

this even when I’m

seeming ok, but when

I critically examine

my feeling in my home,

I know there can be

an improvement.

You can’t see much,

you just have to feel the

difference, so very subtle

is it sometimes, you

may miss it.  Other

times, it’s rather dramatic.

I wonder which one it will

be this time?

Point Cabrillo Lighthouse with sunrise. California

Point Cabrillo Lighthouse with sunrise. California

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field friends

I love the doves.

I love the mockingbirds.

The hawks.

The ducks, the geese.

The quiet, swaying

in hawk-like circles,

swallows.

More wing beats, though.

The lazy turtles,

more shy than

other animals with

fast-get-away wings.

All the other unnamed

birds I don’t know the

names of.

It’s just part

of why I like to

walk in nature.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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In And Out

I like going out

and I like coming back.

Natural environments

are my habitat.

Just to visit, though.

For a short or longer time.

My civilized comforts

have almost spoiled

my “roughing it” outside

times.

But it more than makes up

for the loss of

all comfort that comes

often, with a steep

price if we do not over-

come inertia-created

isolation & solitude

inside.

Purple chrysanthemum with yellow center.

Purple chrysanthemum with yellow center.

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(C)ageless

Mosaic snake design on bench in Tubac. Arizona

Mosaic snake design on bench in Tubac. Arizona

Inside the squirrel cage

round ‘n round

someone’s working very

hard to get somewhere.

Round ‘n round

you’re getting stronger

lungs filled with

fresh air

still you’re in the

same spot.

Locked in

cagewise

with bars to peer through

only gives you hope

of going beyond

them

and when you do

so much strength

will be displayed

any goal will be

easily achievable–

you’ll never tire

of going for it.

You’re a marathoner

squirrel

in shape

for the outside.

Close up of Turbo Semanticus sea shell.

Close up of Turbo Semanticus sea shell.

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On the Road

Once the outer rim of reality

is breached

you wonder where you were

your perception jaded

lashed by feelings

run amok

your body contained.

Brain fog doesn’t

announce itself.

When you’re in brain fog,

you don’t know

you’re in brain fog.

Only after,

it’s clear.

Still, a path

is traveled

to freedom.

An island of

peace that says

you earned it

from your travels

along the way.

Everything’s ok out

there.  You just have

to see it that way

and give up your

cockeyed outlook on

how you think it’s

all going to come

down.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Volcano

A lot of strong, vibrant energy

is wanting to come through my being

and out onto this page.

It’s almost burning it up

before it can be typed.

The ink is black but it could

very well be fire-red

arcing like a welder’s torch

engraving its message.

Fired up, fired in.

Smoldering remains

of an eruption.

Smoke and haze

are all that remain.

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