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


There, I can think.  Feel.  Reflect.

Project.  Plan–tentatively,


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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I want to enter into &

merge with your feelings.

I want a connection, a bond

to form,  unlike any I’ve ever

had before.

Those were tentative.  The

back door was always open.

Ready to be dashed out of at any

moment.  For an escape

of commitment.

How injurious of myself

to hesitate, to risk entering

into a feeling partnership

with another–at least

initially–to form a

basis for a stronger bond.

I must be easy on myself,

not ever having bared that

vulnerable part of myself

much in my life.

‘Mistakes’ of fear & hiding

as so painful.  Much

more so than opening

I would think when I have

the courage to do it.

I’m ready to start

practicing.  Any other

way is just too painful

to run from.


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Doing Your Best

Praise for the worthy

for we all are

no matter how meager

we judge out attempts.

We would do better if

we could do better at

any moment.

Another time we might

do something different

and ‘judge’ ourselves

more than adequate–

giving, generous,


to bend a little for

somebody else’s benefit.

It’s really hard to be

100% all of the time.

We need to accept where

we are & live with it &

keep going, trying to

‘improve’ & do the best

we can under all

circumstances we

find ourselves in.

Try to see how you

were kind & thoughtful,

still not giving up one

bit of authenticity.

If we work at it, we can

do it better & better each day.

Mixture of Gerbera flowers at a farmers market in Los Angeles, California

Mixture of Gerbera flowers at a farmers market in Los Angeles, California

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Help me find my own house

away from obnoxious neighbors.

Mostly, any neighbors.  Their dogs,

their smoking, loud, & inconsiderate


It’s not that I’m anti-social, I just like

my peace, and not have it disturbed.

There must be a way to have

a situation that fits my lifestyle,

my temperament and that I enjoy.

I don’t know, I may be ready for

a move.  I have a lot here that I

like.  Nowhere’s perfect, or is it,

and a way to be there available,

and ready to accept?


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Love carries us over

coals of pain unnoticed

because of the feelings

of another & for another

override everything else.

Even the memory or awareness

of the loved one takes away

some of the uncomfortableness

of their absence.

So, however thin and

however tenuous that

connection is strained

to, it stays intact

ready to be fortified at

any time.

What we think is not

enough, is enough.

Being in the now

is better than

wishing for a glorious

dream way off

& far away.

So much kindness

is there for the reaching

to grab ahold of

& give a share to


We go through this

existence connected

no matter what

the distance or stress.



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Some days the evening comes

more welcome than others.

Even though the day is about

to evaporate into sleep

and dreams perchance

keep you entertained,

it’s the sweet nectar

of sloughing off the burrs,

the excesses of living

each hour before,

that satisfies.

There’s not always a

slow enough lane

for your speed.

You run the risk

of being in everyone’s

crazy rush to

live the sunshine

hours more swiftly

than the limit


Yet you arrive

wholly unscathed

and happy to

be home no matter

the enjoyment of

the journey.

The Dark Hedges. Rural Beech tree lined road in Ireland.

The Dark Hedges. Rural Beech tree lined road in Ireland.

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A mushroom


of vaporous



hangs over

a hapless


of innocent




They are



in their unending







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Foggy Notions

Words, words, words

worming their way

in and through

your life.

They’re only the messenger.

The message is what you want.

Sans words.

So much more is said

but people are afraid to

voice it

between the lines

between the sentences.

It’s all there

but many are afraid

to own up to it, to own it,

take responsibility for

saying or failing to say

what is really on their mind–

what is real.

So all this fog & smoke &

mirrors distorts the person

whose message never

gets heard because he’s or she’s

afraid to say it, to say what

they (really) feel.

Shame.  A real shame.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

Close up of Teddy Bear Sunflower.

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography




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Bee You/ BU/ Be You

Be as you as you can be.

Be a bee, if necessary

stinger and all.

Anybody messes with you

steps on you–

you let them have it

with your one and only–


Just be as crazy as you are.

Everyone is crazy in their

own way.

Be that to an extreme!

Who’s to say you can’t?

Who’s to say you won’t–

have the courage, if that’s

what it takes–

all of us have fears to



Courage will allow for

that forward movement

to move past them.

Be you.  No one else can

(or probably would want to!).

Pacific Albus (Poplar) tree farm, Boardman Tree Farm, Oregon

Pacific Albus (Poplar) tree farm, Boardman Tree Farm, Oregon

Photography © Dennis Frates Photography

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I want a friend.  One with feelings.  Laughing

is required as is a sense of humor.  A ready

laugh is important–the ability to enjoy

fully & outwardly a moment with another.

Being passionate about similar things,

not holding back the sharing of those “in


Someone who is willing to discuss options

and compromise occasionally.  Someone

who doesn’t always have to have it their

own way all the time.

You know when you’re with such an

‘easy’ friend.  They’re not wishy-washy,

nor are they stubbornly one-minded,

leaving you out of the equation almost


Maybe I ask too much these days of “doing

your own thing”.  Maybe.  But I remember

when friends negotiated.  Where one

wasn’t stronger or more influential

than the other when decisions & choices

were made.

Not to give up, or in to, your values, just to

be a friend who likes to laugh & have fun

and enjoy many of the same things


Maybe I’m picking the “wrong” friends

or I need more of them to meet my

needs.  I know who I’m interested in

spending more time with when I

meet them.  And all my requirements

may not be met but a lot of the

important ones will.

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