up and away the sky booms. we crawl from the roof like old baboons. limpid* souls. low and steady. in front of a storm to set a few. i find her. the rain is warm and we run through. we close all the doors. open certain windows, the rain blows round, full blooms. for every… Continue reading LIMPID | definition in the _ dictionary › limpid6 days ago — limpid meaning: 1. clear and transparent: 2. clearly expressed and easily understood: 3. clear and transparent: . Learn more.
_____________ after each breath i see a glimmer is it? maybe water it is a glow about it a light the sparkles; a glimmer and a crease in the fold a glimmer shining soft and bold more than before like i got up quick and must sit but not dizzy from it a glimmer is… Continue reading process notes excerpt, during participation at the Mind and Life Europe Summer Research Institute 2021
catch me in that dream again i remember quite clearly: i wake in a small tall house with three levels curtains billow through sun beams and open panes there is a dog on each floor, sleep / waking i am there with love who is away just now and will be home again a sense… Continue reading the dream again
this tree is moving you heard it stood there in the dark senses rustle like leaves and with them your heart falls to the beat of the wind beating down does wind know down or does it just go? direction is different when you are air flow time does not pass you as wind… Continue reading wind night
i like the idea of writing a novel, and here is an edited poem excerpt from my stream: i lean back on trees and they fall. snap. a quiet, quick long dark fall. and me the only one there; i heard the sound. the forest - it blessed me.… Continue reading since october 2017
tell them come, go. with all that i know and all i do not, i smile and walk. thank you, existence for dreams of me: hawk. i sway forth and then out, gazing sky as i bawk (balk). the trying is done behind eyes now half-closed. seems i try all i can not to send on to go. on to… Continue reading at a time
loved ones fill our breath as we go. sometimes we share moments of death. it can be terrible and precious. i want nothing. and i know you must, too exactly the same in a very different way. love lives life outside of mine. as i look around us i can see forgiving bluffs paths and footholds. i can protect… Continue reading lead a horse to water
Listening to people. Their lives. Walking home on Sunday I stop to talk to a man and his dog. We speak deeply, quickly. He brings up time and humanity which has me telling him about the interviews I’ve been collecting over the last few years. How the process is “unmooring me” as another friend has put… Continue reading walkeye and the time-being
i spend time naked. in my daily life. in my art. this is no different, though it very much is. today it is with kate sweeney and chip willis. it is a photo shoot. an easy, fun, remarkable shoot. the talent in each of these artists is more than i can shake my bits at.… Continue reading sex made you
Listening to the interviews I’ve collected. Transcribing, re-living, processing with new ideas. Imagine me as a tree growing lessons by the sun. Ra It’s like I’m tripping. Dripping. Over the last two years I've recorded dozens of people, different ages in different parts of the world discussing their ideas of “self/not-self”, “time”, and now a third question… Continue reading “touch a nerve?” (anonymous)
i do not want a heart that wanders, forgets. do not give me a heart for love elsewhere. i want a heart whose love is rooted long sight. give me a heart that grows thick tall wide from depth remembered; hunger for sight, thirst for light, able to reach out. a heart that can be any… Continue reading deep
3partners: 3partners : 3partners when I say "you" i mean "me" you are your own first partner. the planet, your second. and anOther, your third. it has been so all along. and now you have grown so that you can walk. you have found your legs. where they are the weakest. you cannot stand. so… Continue reading 3 : the life you touch
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