Sunday, March 31, 2013

5 haiku

Cliff's shear face
sun's shadow recordings
endless pages...

Chips of glass
on pavement reflecting
not cutting now...

Time for haiku
new turbulence makes entry
quick light...

Spring sun warmth
winter chill seems past
fire danger...

Scrub oak branches
surprising elbows and turning
tree contains all...

Center rising

it is the building
destroying repairing
joys and suffering..
at last awareness
of the fuels
and readiness
for the Center
and all Centers
in their time
to rise
and return...

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Saturday morning haiku

warmth in cornered sun
chirping birds nesting squabbles
street motor noise..errands...

A painting once seen
man in Sunday dress fishing
Easter morning river...

Tree shadows  11:28 AM
sun angle miniature projected
diminished in light...

Attention to breathing
exhale noise and nature and day
sunlight inhale...

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Bare tree branches..
failed filters of morning light..
water restriction headlines...

A sparrow falls (haiku)

Morning sparrow heartbreak
crying out..mate's auto collision..
chainsaw buzz..spring trimming...

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Road Markers

on this road and
 many roads headed
toward this weekend..
those palm branches
severed from roots..
cloaks cover paths
with joy above while
dark gathers below..
a vineyard parable  
finds narrow lenses..
then a coin
two sides a surface..
though these Markers
demand absorption
sleep still reigns.. 
will we and they
very soon Awaken..?

(Gospel of Mark,
Chapters 11-20)

Deo's Cloud
keeping company
 Dan's found cat..

Dan to spend
Easter day away..
some soft food
a treat he awaits
then lengthy bath at
 self-rendered pace..
retreat then to
a back bedroom
house quiet now..
 a tick then tock..
recalling his story
Deo found Dan
not Dan this cat
chance encounter on
fated library step..
time now to depart
a bedroom glance:
Deo now enclouded
his white pad

Monday, March 25, 2013

Parabolic escape

we are clothed 
in our assumptions
the proverbial wool
over our eyes..
it's a matrix
holding us captive..
original lofty insights
in science religion
solidify in time
standards and creeds
then prevail..
our habits of life
in comfort enchains..
the torus movement
offers this solace:
all these assumptions
make wonderful fuel
for an upward
parabolic escape...!

Sunday, March 24, 2013

Frosty trail
Just now returning
opening my door..
warming and retiring
a winter fireplace..

After a time on
a deserted trail..
watching other woods
fill with snow..

Large flakes floating
and sticking..
unique pattern each
building white depth..

Fleeting they live
only this moment..
isolate one flake
now joins whole..

New white body
defies imagination
only my footprints
set order now..

The village owner
I hope he reflects..
in such chaos
his minor role..

This lacy flake
which made entrance
now unseen as
circle and center..

I then joined
that village owner
we're both ready
miles to go...
With apologies to RF....

Geometry is everything and is everywhere ,,,,,
Geometry is everything and is everywhere ,,,,,

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Fires of enthusiasm

back then and
wishes for fire
to burn and break
the reality at hand..
a reality turned away
frightful black caverns..
but then a caution
for greater patience
infinite patience..
advice rendered that
greatest revelation
appears now in our
cataclysmic dark...

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Writing with Cranes

an empty white page
begins this recording 
a writing exercise..
 cold winter morning
9:47 AM overcast
snow to come..
standing eyes closed in
 a dampened grass field..

lost eyesight gave way
to memory and
to senses remaining..
this spring migration
filled imaginations..
long beaks search 
hidden insects within
a spongy earth..

cottonwoods wind-sheared
their vertical height
constricted and flattened
earth's jealous limits..
then we heard
a distinct high voice
the krrrh ascending
 our perspectives reversed..

 a singular high place
 a timeless hovering 
 distant fields imagined
those earthen limits..
wings now extending
with expansive strength..
 then remembering our
 Shivering Discomfort..!

to sheltered warmth
we now fled...

With appreciation
 for writer
Susan J. Tweit
and her lesson at 
the Crane Festival,
San Luis Valley,

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

“You are the Master, the Teacher and the Guru ….. You are everything….You see, there is nothing else but you in this Universe…. Keep that in mind stop searching …. Just BE”

Justin Totemical Art

Monday, March 18, 2013

Fourth Dimension

a work in progress  :)

all interconnected
and entangled
no time no space
travel by unifying
with similar light
simultaneously here
and there..
our 3D projection
creates limitation
constricts larger whole..
when imagination 
realizes limitation
it resists attraction
and finds
what surrounds
this wider view
finds 3D as edging
the creation indeed
inside of 4D
we are citizens
of the fourth...

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Journaling Cycle

our journaling discipline
formed in six steps:

some warmup words
perhaps drawing or photo
 pen now at ready
where we jump in..

first we list
what's to be emptied
put it all down
pleasures and pains..

these are obstacles
label future and past
futilities recognized
we've trimmed our list..

with shorter list
peering behind entries
find lurking there
Light of the moment..

this is Creation
WE are creating
cleansing the old
Writing new birth..

mind now diffused
a Cycle made clear
a Voice was heard
new Narration appears..

Now WE step
into our day
riding our Cycle
pedaling our Way...!

Saturday, March 16, 2013

My Torus

Imagine, if you will, a swirling energy
Dancing around a core
Forever compelled to enter one end
Of a doughnut-like hole
Converging, traveling up and
Flinging out again in a creative burst
Spreading in all directions
But pulled by an irresistible force
To follow semi-circular paths
Back to the base
There to be reunited, renewed and then
Flow up and out again
And around and back
And up and out
And around and back
Again and again
And --

Can this Torus imaged energy be universal 
Both encompassing the cosmos
And small carbon units like myself
Did my atoms arise from the core and
Manifest in a splendid journey
Through colorful space and finite time
And will my spirit go back
To coalesce in the core
And spring up again
And again and again
And --

Are black holes in space
Magnetized entrances into a doughnut hole
where compressed energy races up the core and
Spews out in a sprawling light show of universes
Until it is all called back to the base
To be fused again, transformed,
Recreated and sent up and out
And around and back
Again and again
And --

by my friend,  Thelma Peck

Friday, March 15, 2013

the World lens

a mother's truth
with wide replication..
 truth of her
child's special light..
she denies what
the world beholds..
and lives to suffer
as the gap unfolds..
and when the world
with rational lens
finds it compelling
to restrict enclose
denial is then
transformed to 

See short story
"He" by
 Katherine Anne Porter

Thursday, March 14, 2013

the Torus

we are prompted
in these hours
to find awareness..
awaken in the
dreams we live..
to recognize a
matrix disguise..

the matrix masks
hides our Reality
misleads our senses..
one simple form
of sacred geometry
gifts a key for 
 sought transform..

a torus in motion
may unclog
 life's flowing stream..
the torus connects 
light and shadow..
its motion cleanses 
exposing new light..

the torus introduces
new energy sources
with-in and with-out
reaching intractable
hunger and pain..
torus is ancient
lost now remembered..

much yet to know
but a Torus may be
creeping into
our morning

See the film
and much more at

Tuesday, March 12, 2013


cycles of life
vibrations in flow..
eating with vigor
ego's voracious growth..
the environment's gift
our nurturing home..
skins are shed
in healthy growth
new skins spread to
catch new light..
internal transformations
fearsome and ugly
we must restrain
a caterpillar demise..
those processes within
plant beauty outside..
blood to our wings
then we fly
cosmos and each
and all...


her warning unheeded
he strayed and departed..
she built a life
cycles with helmet
opening to strangers
love and light..
her daughters' paths
one home attached
the other on border..
union with splits
this prodigal fractal
creation's repeatings...


She waited tables in
storied valley manor..
to a train strummer
she was mated..
fixer of hair with
energy and mystery
just these Lifedots..
revisiting the manor
Jolene since departed
no one remembered
her wispy details..
many Jolenes
only imagination
fills in...

Winter road

Sun sparkled snow
on lined peaks
western storm clouds
inexact forecast overlay
shifting patterns of
warnings and watches
fractals of life
glimpses of light
chaotic ground swirls 
this the Middle

Thursday, March 7, 2013

The Torus

Nature appears to rely on one core recurring pattern to evolve life at every scale – the torus. It is a donut shaped energy vortex that you can see everywhere from atoms to galaxies and beyond.

The torus is nature’s way of creating and sustaining life and it can serve as a template for sustainability. Knowledge of the pattern is already advancing fan and propeller technologies, powering clean, “new energy” devices, informing non-violent self defense, and helping us better understand the nature of the “unified field.”

Psalm Light

A deeply centered Light
filtered and broken
enlivens all creation..
we need assistance
for our recognition..
humility to imagine:
multitude reflections
sensing one pattern
of center and mirrors
an awareness leap
fear births awe...

for Hilda and
her posting of
Psalm 67

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Mr. Dawkins' vessel

life can overwhelm
our brains soon stall
overloaded with that
confusion out there..
changes and edges
these matter most..
in natural selection
differences do rule..
 patterns repeating 
must be discarded
same old sameness..
survival succeeds
his elegant view..

thus a long chapter
bringing this day..
has time now arrived
to finally meet those
 patterns of old..?
patterns most humble
enfolding of change..
 fiercely holistic and
formed as images
in many dimensions..
their sharp message:
sorry.. without us
nothing would be...

this is based on
Richard Dawkins,
"Redundancy Reduction
and Pattern Recognition"
easily found on Google..
I hope my reading
is reasonably accurate..
if not, apologies to Mr. D..!

I am Bette..

and I am fine..
she speaks first
this her report
each Monday noon
when our group
Soup Salad Scripture
convenes to her
weekly de-light..
Visiting her home we
met precision and grace..
a white decor reflects
 her sun-lightened hair..
in her elevated space
we imagined the Peak
 closer than before..
her walls portray
her art fascination
a loving life partner
all in this Moment
times in Alaska
and the wide world..
with all this
she served us wine..
we know now
she is Bette
and she is fine...

The Inner Light.
"Expansion" by Paige Bradley
Paige Bradley has created one of the most striking sculptures of our time. This masterpiece, called “Expansion”, is a naked beautiful woman, whose body is split and emits light.

“You exist in time, but you belong to eternity. You are a penetration of eternity into the world of time. You are deathless, living in a body of death. Your consciousness knows no death, no birth, it is only your body that is born and dies, but you are not aware of your consciousness. You are not conscious of your Consciousness, and that is the whole art of Meditation; becoming conscious of Consciousness itself.” Osho
David Wilcock image
Unknown Artist

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Approaching loss

finding this morning
awareness of loss
the obituary entry
this physical sense..
those lesser deaths
portrayed as loss
fill electronic news..
Approaching loss
Or loss approaching..?
loss seems woven
 into our fabric..
our morning Nutrition:
approaching is longing
to locate disclosures
of buried light
under the garments
 we wear...

Friday, March 1, 2013

a STARBUCKS revisit

Over the centuries
a transforming logo
promoting and shaping
our dance with coffee..
a seafaring birth
fifteenth century siren
exposed and sensuous
twin-tailed mermaid..
her seductive history
reached to Seattle
with nautical theme..
one lasting effect
many centuries told
with modified modesty
her crown remains..
this enduring connection
upper and lower
crown and creation
transcends the coffee..
the logo reminds us:
 senses through time
stimulate and attract
crowned light above...