Alchemy of Place

Know where are you Know where it is your heart would have your feet be still Know too the lineage of all the stones that crisscross here Keepers of the wells past present and future Joiner of the spells; skyline the hearts suiter  And be for it not Yesterday’s volition today’s future 

Extraordinary Clarity

I came to know my father better in his death than I had in life.  Sad though I am  His Voice still now like the fog wrapped around the pine at the side of the house.  His body a constant spring of mouse trap pains -no more His love of life bigger than this world…

When You Are Old

  When you are old and grey and full of sleep,  And nodding by the fire, take down this book,  And slowly read, and dream of the soft look  Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;  How many loved your moments of glad grace,  And loved your beauty with love false or true, …


Silence  When it comes from within  And all around you  And if the heart is wide-open Silence receives you; The cadence of such is deafening.  Transcending perception’s ivory and ebony keys  The notes, the thrust and pull – an ocean.  And you find yourself and with no-self while Moments awaken within themselves.  It is this…

You Will 

You will meet God. You will meet God The sign along road Way declared No Instructions were provided.  You will meet God. You will meet God The sign along the roadway announced.  You will meet God. You, will meet God The sign along the road warned.  You will meet God.  You will meet God The…

In Flow 

An exploration and reflection on presence, suffering, and states of attachment; through the lenses of words and photograph.

An End A Beginning- A Beginning an End

Thirty-one years ago today I took up the practice of sobriety. A road that continually empties and refills from Grace. All of which seems to work best when I interfere the least.

Early Spring?

 The wind knocks the white dogwood petals to the ground The way an old-school nun would rap the knuckles of a small school-boy The blooms a month early – frosted pre-dawn light This moment neither feeds narrative nor puts it asunder.  No Blame is held up as sacrament at Any or All.  There is just…

This is Where I Live

  THIS IS WHERE I LIVE This is where I live, work, and play. I enjoy and am am nourished inside and out by the South Mountain region, so much, I decided to make it my home. This passion, imbued with my training as a naturalist, educator, and community builder, wanted to share a spoonful…

Where To Start

The soul always starts a thought with an image. —ARISTOTLE How is it then that you will lend grace to your heart in this day?  What image will you start with today?