Stories whispered from the lives of others, my own life, or animate objects full of their own truths.
How many more ways can I tell you… the path is narrow and there is no path it is full of illusions each step on this journey will destroy you and build You ask you to embrace everything the darkness the light ask of You more than you ever imagined and You will break yourself … Continue reading
The echo of your echo in my steps I am one hundred paper suns folding away from the world. -paige stewart artwork: In Deep by Allison Kunath Continue reading
I see greatness in you. I see you I see all of the things you have done to get here to this threshold of self all the work, all the love all the listening, all the no thank-yous, and the Yes, this. I see what greatness has demanded of you, has broken every stronghold within … Continue reading
We’ve been here a long long time, soaking the sun into us there are some who say the truth is the truth is the truth and if it’s not, you’ll know but a blind man’s never seen the sun nor have we truly seen the Light so we balance ourselves before mirrors seeking light and … Continue reading
“Yes, Yes You out on a morning jaunt Tell me, what do you see?” the ruffles of new leaves flirting us on toward summer a gossip of poppies, such a loud and vivid crowd a bold deer, undeterred from her breakfast by you or me So sweet these seasons each ushering us in and away … Continue reading
When I am the wind in the trees I am everywhere and nowhere I am with you Always I am carrying a birds call to your ears And the sweet sage to your nose And the suns rays to your eyes I make the aspen tremble and bow before you I am the wind … Continue reading
I set out to learn about photography so I read about the speed of a shutter, the opening aperature, and touched all these buttons and dials but when it all came down to it its all just measuring light and isn’t that what we are all doing? I make art, some take photos, others are … Continue reading
I know what i want to be now A god. And not like my Ego’s God. But like the soft caress of wind on a sweltering day or the calm a lake returns to after the stones are thrown and the strength of a mountain even as it slowly degrades I want to be permanent … Continue reading
A light we can all run to flickers on and off guiding the way, intermittently each step seen and unseen the way sure the way in shadow and yet forward we go even in darkness even in despair just when we think we are lost it beckons again and so we all stumble onward … Continue reading
I write to parse out my truth to find illusions and dismantle them there is so much love here and time eternal, yet I want it all now and see I must remove my desire and control And rest in the pulpit of my uncertainty and watch what sermon spins from my lips Are they … Continue reading
