Thank you to all who are working harder and longer under more risk.
Most of us have been forced to stop. We feel the harshness of the measures taken to fight the pandemic and keep safe.
I am glad to have awakened to a fuller celebration of this season as Advent, Christmas and Epiphany. Years ago I began to feel there is more to the holidays than the collection of beautiful traditions around Christmas. My poem … Continued
It seems with our current capacities to observe the vast universe as well as impossibly tiny particles, that people have never before been so aware of our ambiguous status in reality. To the vast universe we are impossibly tiny. To … Continued
Is darkness asserting over Bodies of the groping climbers Venturing into wilderness Lawns of I-got-mine’rs? Do the brutal grabs Of ice defenders Tear the baby from the breast And cage her worse than crime? Buy more perfume dispensers To breathe … Continued
Many call this season Advent. It’s about something happening and yet not completely here; knowing something good which has been promised will come. We know things are not completely as they should be, but we can imagine something better. At … Continued
Here is the short art film of the poem expressed in spontaneous drawings featured in September. I wrote the poem in September, 2011, during the process of major personal losses, moving to a less desirable environment and facing the mystery … Continued
Four months ago a short, simple poem emerged from my early morning meditations and started me building this mixed media image which I finished just in time for the New Year. I had been contemplating my progression in life and … Continued
This season recalls the principle of great, cosmic reality being revealed by the seemingly insignificant piece. Some have been mindful of key details (persons) when most of us have passed over them. Holidays bring added details with obligations to rush through; … Continued
Look at the moment; Hold the sight of frozen time; Treasure those people, Those events which turn our story. Codify the telling Which defines our lifeway; Hold to it until Addressed with new tongues Of knowledge opened only Because of … Continued