For Everyone

Spitzer Family picture before last sibling Mary Ann was born.

That's me in the middle.

For Everyone

3/6/12

'Lone wolf' American

narcissism creates

separation

story of 'each

person for

themselves',

somehow forgetting DNA

tribal community

roots

of interdependence that

multiplies joy

while

halving sadness shared

with family,

friends,

where my struggle

does not

differ

archetypically from yours,

only specifically

outside,

as interior wrestling

between Soul,

ego,

occurs for everyone.

Landing

United Airline plane coming into land with San Francisco in the background.

( view from Embassy Suite Hotel)

Landing

3/5/12

Weekend money seminar

rewired attendee

brains

with shadow work,

'Big Mind'

integration,

speakers opening conversation

on social

media,

marketing 'as fit'

reframed 'selling'

mantra,

while acceptance of

individual disowned

parts

catapulted group process

during three

days,

plus KZSC radio

pledge drive

between,

where 'Conciliation Sunday'

outdid itself,

today

landing will commence.

Catching Fire

Burnt trees with rain clouds in distance.

North Rim of the Grand Canyon.

Catching Fire

3/3/12

Each day brings

original opportunities

kindling

new and old

ideas inside

mind,

to flare up,

become blazing

inferno

that evaporates any

dampening emotional

obstacles,

which compels to

advance steadfastly

onward

into brush of

overgrown layered

resistance

that fuels hero

journey through

disowned

shadowy wild beasts

on periphery

subsumed

when catching fire

Back In Order

Orderly living/writing space in front room of my 'wee croft' in the small village of 'Kintra'.

Isle of Mull, Scotland

Back In Order

3/2/12

I can rail

against slowing

down,

often when virus

runs through

system

robbing me of

energy to

accomplish

what mind instructs

body to

complete,

'giving in' becomes

an awkward

experience,

reading, sleeping more,

not pushing,

accepting,

waiting for vitality

to return

while

doing small neglected

chores, putting

things

back in order.

Back To Center

Me, a day before turning 58 years old.

(photo by Poppy de Garmo)

Back To Center

3/1/12

Is it age,

or personal

configuration

full of sensibilities

unique to

me

that creates sensitivity,

demands fine

tuning,

in thought territories,

food eaten,

exercise,

released emotional expression,

social activities

chosen,

plus soulful direction,

becoming precise

instrument

pointing 'true north'

amid magnetic

attractions

confusing inner purpose

compass readings

directing

back to center.

Condensing

Grasping simple pleasure, a 'black and tan', at friend Ed Snodgrass's home in Maryland.

Condensing

2/29/12

Old paradigm humans

change slowly,

grasp,

hold on tightly

to familiar

safety,

simple pleasures that

buffer, distract

uneasy

confusion about future,

what's being

asked

when societal constructs

stretch to

breaking,

afraid of loss,

not thinking

gain,

what goodness awaits

in coming

days

now just thoughts,

dreams, stories,

swirling,

condensing in centrifuge.

Loops

My youngest sister Mary Ann and her son Noah on the 'Big Dipper' at the Boardwalk.

Santa Cruz, California.

Loops

2/28/12

Playground swing sets

are great

fun,

controlling height, duration,

using personal

effort,

getting higher quicker

with another

helping

pushing from behind,

but sometimes

unevenly

where trajectory wobbles,

twists erratically

about,

creating urgent need

to brake

quickly,

afterward 'apex' thrill

sticks in

mind

when standing still

on Earth,

buzzing

from life's loops.

Standing Ground

Beautiful 'altar box' in honor of 'Little Wing'.

Made by friend Julie Boudreau.

Standing Ground

2/27/12

Misconceptions run rampant

from information

gathered,

squeezed through sieve

of accumulated

beliefs,

all the filters

upbringing has

layered,

when fettering out

reality, truth,

safety,

sometimes accuracy occurs

in final

conclusion,

lasts for moment,

then is

gone,

as circumstance, people,

results, change

constantly

upon shifting sands

that make

it

difficult standing ground.

Improv

The band 'Extra Large' with young folks dancing on stage.

Capitola, California

Improv

2//26/12

'Loose Cannon Troupe'

put on

show

with ten people

making up

skit

that continuously morphed

to different

scenes

from original story

told by

member,

creating absurd juxtapositions

out of

minds

somehow ethereally connected

through thin

air,

no one knowing

what comes

next

until it happens

immediately on

stage,

mimicking real life's

improv performances.

Transports

My 'transport' in crazy dream come true of living in Scotland for 6 months.

Fall and Winter of 2006-20007

Transports

2/25/12

Banff Film Festival

brought Magnolia,

Russia,

Hungary, Canada, Alaska,

Africa's Congo

River,

on screen depicting

awe inspiring

people,

animals, elements, environments,

powerfully entering

viewers,

touching hearts from

bravery, humor,

death,

storis of will,

perseverance, acceptance,

equanimity,

by those blessed,

some say

cursed,

with gifted skill,

talent, crazy

dream,

that transports life.