vision

Cleanliness

We’re starting to wake up.

Change is happening fast

as we see different options.

Those who start now to

change what doesn’t work

–one step at a time–will be

all those days ahead of ones

who traipse on dragging

mud into the house

without removing their boots.

Dust, mud–try to keep it

clean inside.  The mud hole

is difficult to swim in

without enough water.

 

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On Top

The hawk could have

perched anywhere on

the tree but it choose

the apex, the top.

Sure there’s maybe a

better view from there

but I think he was

saying, I’m King

of this tree–no

other above me.

I love the view

from the top.

My wings enabled

me to get here

and here I’ll stay

for a while.

 

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faith is not negotiable

Today I ran headlong

into a buzz saw.

Disregarding my safety,

I went anyway,

thinking there was no

harm.

Well, life is life and I

went forward putting

my best foot there

and seeing where

it took me.

You can either live

and enjoy or suffer

the consequences,

or stay in bed

and do the same.

So many sources

of support when

I needed–and I

did need–them

came to mind.

 

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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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A Smile

His smile carried me through the day.

When things got tough, I just recalled

an image of it in my mind & was

reminded of a terrific source of strength

connected to it.

It’s like it was time for my medicine–

1 view 3x a day so to speak–in my

case it was whenever necessary.

My memory used this, not just when

I’m physically present and at home,

relaxed.

So I finish my chores with a positive

energy account–w/interest! by

remembering to inspire myself

by thinking of the picture of this

person–who reminded me of a

greater source of strength when

I was also present there.

Rosemary Harkness rose. Heirloom Gardens. Oregon

Rosemary Harkness rose. Heirloom Gardens. Oregon

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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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Quiet Sunday Walk

I walked in the wet grass, the muddy

spots in the trail I detoured

around.

The trees are spaceful

transparent

hiding nothing

behind.

The ducks flew and did their thing

in the water and the air.

Not a lot of people

want to come out

on a day like today–

cold and still

going about nature’s

business

as unobtrusively as

possible.

I was going nowhere

and arriving somewhere.

My path was only

followed by one lone

biker

I was delighted to see.

On your left as I moved

left on your right he

announced again

and he passed.

Thank you.  Thank you.

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The Hawk

Perrigrin Falcon. Oregon High Desert Museum. Central Oregon

Perrigrin Falcon. Oregon High Desert Museum. Central Oregon

The hawk doing his aerobatic

maneuvers had no awareness

of me watch him in the distance

as I walked through the field.

He was just having the best time

swooping barrel rolls almost

were like falling off a log to him.

To keep from getting dizzy and

‘falling out of the sky’ must

have been built in for generations

or he just practiced a lot and

loved flying.

Some hawks are more keen with

their eyesight, some just

like to sit up high and observe

all below for the tiniest mouse

to make a wrong move!

This hawk was a navigator

goggles on, scarf blowing

in the wind he was willing

to fly circles around the

nearest cloud or tree just

for the rush of wind past his

face beak forward, feathers

back, claws ready in case

dinner presented itself–a tasty

distraction.

Sun through snow covered tree at Anthony Lakes in winter

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Blackjack

The dog knows.

We only met

once

but he remembers

you’d think we

were married

so excited he is

to see me–

a veritable, if

not actual,

stranger.

Inside,

our beings

connected.

Didn’t matter

what species

I was–

we were on

each others’

side.

His roughness and

my gentleness

almost didn’t match–

but we were being

who we were–

Soulmates of

a sort.

 

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