Month: February 2015

I Remember Now

Hollow Body Weather by Field Division Unspoken for, that’s all we were Trying to recall Our days together All these waking dreams And hollow body weather All these waking dreams Our days together Took my hand And led me through the crowds The only sound for miles Your soothing voice, I remember now By the… Read more »

by all means paint

If you hear a voice within you say “you cannot paint,” then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced. -Vincent Van Gogh


On bended knee is no way to be free lifting up an empty cup I ask silently that all my destinations will accept the one that’s me so I can breathe Circles they grow and they swallow people whole half their lives they say goodnight to wives they’ll never know got a mind full of… Read more »


What I am really saying is that you don’t need to do anything, because if you see yourself in the correct way, you are all as much extraordinary phenomenon of nature as trees, clouds, the patterns in running water, the flickering of the fire, the arrangement of the stars, and the form of a galaxy…. Read more »


You are Supernova to me Cosmic Love ever deep The Universe within without, with us no doubt The Universe In Love In Love In Love

Transformation of the Ten Thousand Beings

Before setting off on a journey Yen Hui went to see Master Confucius. “Where are you going?” asked Confucius. “I am going to Wei,” answered Yen Hui. “What will you do there?” “I have heard that the Prince of Wei is young and vigorous and keeps his own counsel. He is blind to his own… Read more »

Lemons from Lemonade

The best compost is not shit, rather, the best compost is that which no longer serves it’s intended, useful purpose and is thereby ripe for transformation. Anyone can make lemonade from lemons, but to make lemons from lemonade, that is something to behold.

The Real Thing

I know the feeling It is the real thing The essence of the soul The perfect moment That golden moment I know you feel it too I know the feeling It is the real thing You can’t refuse the embrace… NO! It’s like the pattern beneath the skin You gotta reach out and pull it… Read more »


When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. -Lao Tzu


January, 2015 was hard. Some months, days, hours, minutes, seconds and moments are like that. They are the times to lay low, to ponder suffering, to make friends with death. Death brings rest, a peace of finality to whatever it is that’s time has come. For me, my health was low, my energy was low,… Read more »