in the redwood groves, where there is only silence, where no voice speaks, where lessons are learned, we walk and look not to the sky, but the ground, mindful feet counting out the paces that are patience, and will to peace. in the canopy, all around, there is life, and even in the silence, noise, soft squirmings as the earth is turned by humble creatures, whirrs, chitters, and scuttlings as the things found too small to be noticed go about their duty of making redwood groves possible. some say that in sunlight, silence is most severe. but in truth, it […]
with all due respect…
From: ****** Subject: Re: FW: Scrytch – An Invitation Date: Thu, 11 Jan 2007 14:52:05 +0000 Wait. Never mind. Got caught up on reading. All is clear-ish. … i doubt that sincerely. but it does lend insight to the circles within circles and the reality that is simply thus — some would rather kill a thing than see it grow by the hand of another. this, a lesson many times given in this, from those. this is not the first time a comatose form has been resuscitated. but it is the last. and it is done as much for each […]
ironies and oddites and synchronicities
archival. some lessons are hard. some lessons are harder. and some… some lessons seem impossible. sigh.
of nettles and those who wish to set them
nettles_of_voices.mp3 archival. a reminder of nettles and those who wish to set them.
rear view mirror
as i was sitting at the light on the way to work the other day, my rear-view mirror fell off and into the floorboard. at the time, it was a thing of humor. a brief thought to impermanence and a chuckle and then, to the autopart store to pick up adhesive.
mid-day delight
i love words. i love paraphrases. and i love it when something beautiful lands because such things are possible and, because, for all our ignorance, often, we are sage beyond conception and in it, perfect even as we think ourselves most pitiful and impossible.
narcissus 5
the week before autumn’s end she spent carefully arranging the braided flower crowns, refreshing them with raindrops collected each morning and storing them in moss to preserve their freshness. the morning effort complete, she set out for the far rapids, the place near the falls, where that which she sought might be found. they were heavy, but she carried them with a smile, mind filled with images of his surprise and glee to find them, to see them carefully decorated and tenderly placed… there… all his favorite things gathered together where he might fully enjoy them. placing them carefully, she […]
narcissus 4
When she woke next, he was gone. Curiosity overcame caution, and she crept to the bank of the stream, peering over the slope to see if she could make out what enticed and compelled him so. There, in the bend, a small depression, in which was carefully laid a large, black stone, with amazingly flat, matte surface. She spent some time looking at the stone, trying to figure out what about it made it so different, so special, so magical and unique. Over time, she found the courage to touch it, fingers dipping lightly into the water and disturbing its […]
today’s quote, on courage
timely quote. funny how that works. Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen. – Winston Churchill