Some Pictures of the Summer

A few pictures as of late...



a timber rattler suns on a nice outcropping. (story about this particular snake coming soon)



the lady herself, the black widow



all legs and eyeballs



roan mountain moonrise



the pastoral childhood. my nephew and dog back home on the farm.



butterflies on milkweed



luna moth photoshoot

mesa luna

Sometimes things seem to happen when we least expect them to, so is life. I think time to time in our lives we wonder if we are on the path we are supposed to be on, if the fates have given up on us or if we have given up on our fate, and sometimes, we get little reminders that things are alright and we are where we are supposed to be at this point, and it happened to me recently. Doubt sprouts in everyone sometimes, its unavoidable, but we keep going, and our path continues to grow and change and return to what will be.

Yes, I am obsessed with the moon and happy to admit it. Some may say it borderlines lunacy. Anything that breaks off from us and stays and spins around us helping stabilize us deserves respect in my book. And its just so dreamy, full of late nights and wandering minds. And on some of those rare sightings when the moon rises and sets it sure does shine rich with color. I happened to stumble upon it setting the other night and had a great little moment.

I had planned to do a vision quest during my 2 week break, but sometimes things don't always go according to plan, and sometimes that's a good thing. While my vision quest got postponed for a little bit i experienced many other realizations.



Mesa luna
dark amber with diffracted sun sap
orange with setting glee
as a shooting star falls above and into the celestial canopy
for a moment arcing down directly through the moon
last sliver disappears into the horizon

What does it all mean?
I just stepped outside to clear my head
I was hardly ready for such grand and raw events
I take it
as I do all falling flaming stars
that happen as I happen to look up

Reaffirmation of the path
a marker for the journey
a compass point to reassure
that we cannot always question
but from time to time must realize
that we are where we are supposed to be
in that quick fleeting moment
in the instant of our existence
that all is okay and while we
may deter
from the spiraling cone
of our lives homeostasis
in this moment
we are home
where we are meant to be in this moment of space and time
of our ever changing ethos
and with that sweet and sharp
caressing peace of mind
we smile and retire
to the sleep of the just
so we can remember our dreams
and fulfill our fates.

the Diligence of Duality

Do opposites push away
or do we just subtly sway
Kinda like a dancing thang
Not too unlike the yin and the yang
How a frozen vortex hangs
Or when time still used to sang
of balance and understanding

Do opposites push away
or do we just subtly sway
Caught in the frays of yesterday
One goal and two paths
Heading to two billion
Or was it the circle of zero

My dreams sometimes betray me
as do my memories
But the stars never lie
Only slightly rambunctious
And you can’t blame a spirit
On a time line between us and ants
In their spiraling slow dance
of eternity and rebirth

I used to think
The moon chased the sun
And the day chased the night
But its alright
if we just take turns

Wild is the wind
As are its whispers of desire
and pollen
and change

Do opposites push away
or do we just subtly sway
Into and out of the way
of these burning
atavistic yearnings
That can char like flames
And soothe like clay

The fight within
Sure battles without sides
Do opposites push away
or do we just subtly sway
Rivers and tides guide me towards continuity
The world keeps spinning
and sometimes it’s all we can do just to hang on.

There's something about a river

Ohh
There’s something about a river
The vast perpetual flowing
Roaring rushing rapids of aeration and friction
Weathering limestone into smooth bubbly seats
Hypnotic beats float by with our cares
I’m lost in the sounds
Lost in the current
the pathos of pull
Washing away the trite and dirt
Reborn in the sweet waters
My love is a river
forever flowing without end
Stretching towards infinity
how it swoops and how it bends
I listen to the river
and hear the wisdom of time etched into an ever changing world
Different with every blink
We never stand or stare at the same river twice
Pulsing and rising the blood of the mountains
pumps life into us all
I listen to the river
and hear the answers
The language of dripping drops and dragonfly
The river of life
How it flows
How it knows.

Join the Journey

from deep within



to high above



we swiftly float



towards enlightenment.

untitled poem

I fall in love nearly everyday
with each passing flower
when the sun hits it just right
and you sweetness
stop me dead in my tracks
sweet soft curves and tender nectar
how the birds and bees must love to set their eyes on you
as their tongues
i fall in love nearly everyday
forever spring in a mine of such wonderment
If i had the mind to pick you
We'd dance all the way home.

slow cool breeze

Rising is heaven and good is the world
Platitudes...soft chuckle
a slow cool breeze floating by
curving and wisping
smiling and rolling on through the mountains
valleys and streams, rocks and leaves, bow and hold steadfast
all whisper back in recognition
and peace at the sweet passing
the wind whips and tears
at our eyes and hair
flopping and flowing
dog ears and dog flowers
wild is the wind
falling as petals push me over the edge
drift smells of lavender and lily
pollen scrambles for awaiting love
you kiss the back of my neck
and i shudder in delight.