Tread Lightly

be kind creation smile on your birding friend glimpse the miracle Snowy Owl. Plum Island MA 1/25/2020. Atlantic Ocean. I hesitated to post my photos of my snowy owl trip since the owl photos are a bit blurry. But hell people, it is a Snowy Owl! And my first encounter. But certainly not the last.Continue reading “Tread Lightly”

Here’s looking at you kid.

How many times have I watched Casablanca without catching the interweaving of espionage and intrigue with undying romance? Too many. I actually thought, until this latest viewing, that Ilsa Lund left on the plane to America, alone. Never realized she was married and her man was fighting valiantly behind-the-scenes. I was so focused on theContinue reading “Here’s looking at you kid.”

Confession

Church is poetry. Poetry is life. A life well lived. I haven’t given up gathering resolutions. I have relinquished a resounding voice; moving on to disturb the mystery, in hopes the Spirit rises to meet us half way.  Silence is a remedy. A modern day deserted course that digs deep to uproot bitter taste andContinue reading “Confession”

en route

changing again i feel the swelling… the release leaving you behind lost been searching found a fragment where did this love come from and when did it arrive i turned it lay waiting pristine and all aglow when this love finds home will it ever go it is all too beautiful my hands heavy withContinue reading “en route”

Drum Circle

A new experience presented itself within a community to celebrate positive energy. This was most of the group’s first time being together. The hour started with rhythmic drum beats mimicking the heart’s life force. There were 15 of us, each with a drum and another percussion instrument. This video is the third of four sets,Continue reading “Drum Circle”

Three days. Three motivations. Day 3.

This is my final post in response to A Guy Called Bloke and if you follow the above link, you will receive double motivation. 😉✌🏼 Ok. So, I am sitting at Hash Imports, waiting for my Jag. The garage door bit off a chunk of the trunk (aka boot for Englanders) and the damaged plithContinue reading “Three days. Three motivations. Day 3.”