Go Mythic

Flying off the rope swing while getting ready to dive.

 Upper pool at  Montezuma waterfalls, Costa Rica.

Go Mythic

12/30/09

Is this for everyone,

to enter alchemist realm

have veil become thin

between physical and spiritual,

where ancestors, Nature, confer,

send signs, messages through

that lead toward Destiny

if one is courageous,

can embrace soul journey,

their part to play

in epic human history,

especially at this time

as capitalist dream fades

and Aquarian Age begins

ushering in more cooperation

urgent to make changes

from developed evolutionary consciousness

within our own selves

by cultivating inner equanimity,

the essential 'First Peace'

able to access wisdom,

intuit appropriate right action

in any given situation,

being the Light Emissary

who sees miraculous expanse

of what's wanting birthed

which will reverberate exponentially

effecting past, present, future,

when we go mythic.

Enter

The sunrise view from my bed in the Balinese House, overlooking the Pacific Ocean.

Anamaya Retreat and Resort Center, Montezuma, Costa Rica

Enter

12/29/09

There's always beginning,

each day arrives

after nightly dissolution

where physical reality

blends with dream,

I can wonder

what's more real

when past, future,

usurp the present

through thought transfer,

always on edge

never quite grounded

living between worlds

of disintegrating truth

changing over time,

making me wonder

nature of illusion,

feelings, sight, sound,

unable to grasp,

but for moment,

extended if continuing

to choose sameness,

sticking with agreements

about social constructs,

prioritized important living,

our belief systems,

yet, transformation happens,

is inevitable evolution

I enter daily.

The Doing

'Palm thatchers' covering roof of  new massage  treatment room.

Anamaya Retreat and Resort, Montezuma, Costa Rica

The Doing

12/28/09

Having ideas come easy,

those visions and dreams

of what could be

that excite the senses

stimulate thoughts of possibility

feeling potential well up

as if already accomplished,

where confidence is spoken

about what will happen

and people give accolades

when wanting such results

to be manifested, physically

spread all over world,

but uttering is cheap,

many people, Presidents, talk,

give quality lip service

with no real action,

so it's always been

polish leaves the apple

every time it's tossed

into air of prejudice,

landing bruised by doubt,

one's inability to cherish,

nurture, quietly aim toward

simplest work of completion,

becoming Godlike by creating

something out of nothing

despite thick, dense world

which challenges the doing.

Take Time

My friends Kirsten and Rick in Kauai, Hawaii,

the day before their wedding, June 26th, 2005.

Take Time

11/10/09

The space between

life's big events

is discovery arena

where presence lives

in subtle gestures

and beautiful nuance

so often overlooked,

it's allowing for

extended lingering moments

as new perspective

finds inside lightness

encountering the feelings

which encourage understanding,

do not mistake

this with laziness,

procrastination and such,

more, it's percolation,

waiting for ingredients

that show direction

into richer world

of our creation,

never experienced, seen,

if headlong pursuit

keeps things whizzing

too fast, blurring

our life here,

not really lived,

remembered, until choosing

to take time.

The Key

Bryce Canyon, Utah

The Key

11/09/09

Various options appear

due to feelings,

ideas, visions, dreams,

amount of energy,

or present mood,

whether big, small,

projects present themselves

such as chores,

daily care routines,

the weekly laundry,

plus cleaning house,

writing out bills,

often without inspiration

if we succumb

to societal belief

'Life is hard,

then you die.',

that it's drudgery

without much joy,

yet, if dissatisfied,

willing to experiment,

new ingredients transform

old thought patterns

making us adjust,

climb emotional ladder,

until coming across

fuel and spark

igniting inner fire

as the key.

Perceptions

'Loaded for bear' on a 2008 month long trip into the Southwest, United States.

Perceptions

11/7/09

What we find in life,

or how it's experienced daily,

depends on so many influences

like rest, diet, work, thoughts,

past traumas and joys remembered,

whether we can love ourselves,

greet one another with equanimity

no matter the world news,

what's happening near and far,

yet inner cultivation of consciousness

may have the greatest impact

when coming back to peace,

yourself as uniquely expressed soul

in this shared miraculous existence,

often conditions for revelation change,

some drink, or smoke pot,

others run, bike, use exercise

to engage new expanded sensibilities,

while yoga, meditation, also help,

travel can work amazing wonders,

a motorcycle ride, river rafting,

paddling a kayak in ocean,

any circumstance that startles us

from mundane, habitually patterned outlook,

as last night clearly demonstrated

watching sunset, surfers, from Wharf,

Olita's, witnessing seagulls and pelicans

circle below and above me,

opening perceptions around graceful living.

Familiar Grooves

Photo from FireHawk Hulin

Familiar Grooves

11/6/09

It's a reoccurring pattern

dug deep in gray matter

maybe part of original clay

my earthly DNA genetics

that recognizes certain things,

places, women, even weather,

as a resonating attractor

with old response patterns

of the hunt when wanting

a relationship, travel, motorcycle,

or inspired to create, manifest

something new at home,

but it's in love arena

where my approaches pale

failing to bring desired results

when projections run wild

my mind caught in possibilities

trying to 'figure' best route,

and it's a pitiful example

coming up as inauthentic,

disingenuous, that is felt easily

by sensitive feminine nature,

while, with bravado I dove,

in past, to certain carnage,

lonely heart strewn in heap

the wreckage from confused action

seen by gawkers, passersby,

friends, family, who shake heads

wonder my insane familiar grooves.

 

Always Something

Kauai's 'Grand Canyon', Hawaii

Always Something

11/5/09

Upon awakening each day

and even while dreaming

life meets us fully,

no turning it off

until last breath expelled,

though probably there's more

within interim of passing

into next world waiting,

perhaps an ethereal lull

where we witness events,

those grieving over us

if people are attending

to necessary final moment,

or when dying alone

there is other recognition

of miracle existence surrounding,

as Nature, her beauty,

that has forever nurtured,

fed with so much,

sustaining the physical body

teaching through cycles, seasons,

in myriad of ways

which revealed deeper connections,

our inner landscaped environ 

so fully lived in,

housing mind, emotions, spirit,

it often escaped detection

but continually produced results,

always something to contemplate.

Pendulum Swing

The winding road up to 'Snowdonia' territory in Wales, Great Britain.

Pendulum Swing

11/4/09

From warm full moon night

to cold foggy morning

Nature gives different faces

depending the seasons

and people do likewise,

some affected by light changes

dreading short days,

the rain and wind,

often from alchemical disposition,

their ancestral genetic code

while others love the shift,

for now that's me,

when grayness holds space

becomes container for slowing,

moving with calmer momentum,

not frenzied spring, summer

where so much happens,

this year it's mixed up

as work is happening again

plus many social events

with the holidays looming,

thus promising a compact schedule

seemingly distinct and directed,

though not from big perspective

looking through historic lens

that shows ups, downs,

emotional peaks and valleys

which points the old falls away

within pendulum swing of progress.

Odd Days

Midori and Kevin, the 'morning after' our first meeting, 11/3/08

Odd Days

11/3/09

We are culmination

of years past

all the experiences

lodged into us,

and if impacting

to soul, heart,

they are remembered

on cellular level,

so it is

when anniversary cycles

back to date

numbered in month,

that without pretense

emotions can arise,

melancholy, anger, loss

around dream ending

in sad situation,

but also elation

for fortunate encounter

the blessings visited

in time, place,

plus post repercussions

which influence favorably

through lessons learned

about personal makeup,

one's resilient coherence,

those intangible qualities

discovered and realized

from odd days.

Observe change

'Human Design Chart' for Kevin Spitzer

as a 'Manifesting Generator' done by Beth Black.

Observe Change

11/2/09

It happens,

is inevitable

by degree

even as

big turn

develops slowly

like stages

of life,

my third

Saturn cycle

coming on

with destiny,

what's possible,

probable potential

in reality

based on 

'human design',

being a

'manifesting generator',

and open

at root,

spleen, ego,

emotional center,

using sacral

for decisions

throat expression,

mind, crown,

awakening to

observe change.

Take Notice

Brothers 'Cowboy Keith', and 'Celtic Kevin'

during Halloween a few years ago.

Take Notice

10/31/09

My values are changing,

what garners my attention

and willingness to perform

has shifted it's territories

from being wild child,

up for catting about,

to developing wise nurturance

like resting when needed

that supports overall vibrance,

keeps me clear headed,

able to intuit action,

circumstance, and life demands

in way of ease,

flow, no push necessary,

the hurry of society

linked to worried living

insecure about results, expectations,

which separates 'what is'

into pro, and con,

making existence better, worse,

depending our psychotic outlook

thinking insanity is normal

with it's stress, unhappiness,

so devoid of connection,

love, some spiritual acknowledgement,

 where Halloween becomes important

for people to entertain

ideas around death, dying,

as they take notice.

Subtle Rhythms

The latest poetry book

Subtle Rhythms

10/30/09

I value my solitude

of being with silence

in morning writing ritual

while hearing 'Wing' breathe,

faint bird movements outside,

feeling into body wisdom

this clay of me

which vibrates differently today,

from yesterday, or tomorrow,

creating a sensory perception

as soul honing in

to what thoughts reside

within virgin dawn awakening

from latest culminated experience,

it's integration into 'now',

who I have become

and what destiny beckons

beyond veil of physicality

that demands willful manifestation

born of expectations, analysis,

judgment in all forms

verily shutting out Mystery,

the intangible Essence place

reminding my Universal connection

where air, earth, water,

plus fire, are embodied,

animated, as sensory human

so unique in form,

subtle rhythms, and energy.

Easy

At  Seabright Beach.

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

Easy

10/29/09

A form of self-care

that says 'Relax now.',

nurture your soul here

by releasing the reins,

any idea of control

keeping fear at bay,

composed illusory improbable imaginings

more possible if entertained

with anxiety, dreading loss,

instead recline into Essence,

let go tense muscles,

whether mental or physical,

breathe in emotional buoyancy

allow moments to flutter,

slip by, wash over,

welcome the Infinite calm

behind chaos and cacophony,

there's nothing to do,

just be, without judgment,

bless any contrary thoughts

from ego wanting attention,

come back into Life

as baby so pure,

perfect in it's resting,

sublime, innocent, at peace,

having yet to define

itself, others, good, bad,

simply enter boundless world

so easy to forget.

Apologies

700 B.C. 'Dun Beag' (small fort) on Isle of Skye, Scotland

Double stone wall enclosure for sentry,with steps.

Apologies

10/28/09

There is much I've done

that comes up woefully short

for being an honorable demonstration

of a sacred human walking 

with beauty below and above,

in front, behind, plus within,

where now I feel humble,

able to see my shortcomings

or at least partly so,

realizing blindness is still present

which only time will uncover

yet it makes me attentive

more sensitive to others, curious,

as to what I'm missing

when judging from confident place

thinking I know the truth

about people, circumstances, and myself,

it feels good to expose

these aspects I've often defended

so walls of separation fall

and I can profess humanness,

my connection to all beings,

letting the ego slip away

to reveal, beyond spiritual witness,

shared essence with miraculous life

while embodying my unique form

rejoicing in mine and yours

embracing ourselves as brother, sister,

who offer apologies for trespasses.

Preparation

At beginning handrail stage of my brother Doug's new redwood deck.

Preparation

10/27/09

Manifestation takes forethought,

precursor to impetus,

setting an intention,

consciously or unconsciously

conjuring up action,

so many steps

to be taken

even if impulsive

without overriding dream

that guides further

beyond gut understanding

and unforeseen repercussions,

which always happen

when guessing prediction

of end result

comes up short,

then seemingly obvious

with hindsight vision,

but that's Mystery

continually at work,

giving us senses

for playful exploration

we can engage,

or simply ignore,

trusting one's intellect

over intuitive knowing,

separating our resources

instead of incorporating

makes difficult preparation.

Reopen

My hands.

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

Reopen

10/26/09

With kid gloves

I hold you

in new place

of saying 'yes'

to the unknown,

what might be

from changed circumstance

our mental shifts

plus revealed hearts,

it is sweetness

that seeps in

surrounds the past

soothes old refusal

born of confusion,

maybe some fear

around losing self

not being asked

about conjured dream,

which allowed introspection

seeing my tendency

for blasting forward

on enchanted vision,

creating limited situation

like 'life partner'

bringing it's baggage,

where, now free,

without any expectations

living can surprise

reopen childlike wonder.

Sudden End

My cat 'Hammer'  who adopted me, my other cat 'Paint' and my dog 'Wing'. 

Sudden End

10/24/09

It happened

so abruptly,

not considered

a possibility,

totally piercing

my heart

that shattered

from loss

of 'Hammer'

my cat, 

the lover,

who intruded

in beginning

pushed 'Paint'

from food,

once feral

he blossomed,

became affectionate

rubbing against

legs, body,

I fell

for him,

totally succumbed,

showering love,

hugging, kissing,

until final

sudden end.

Choice Points

My sister Mary Ann and brother Keith competing in volleyball tournament.

Main Beach, Santa Cruz, California

Choice Points

10/23/09

In the end we'll see

from clarity of hindsight knowledge

what drove us passionately onward

no matter what results followed,

or the interpretation we give

to each turn in road,

like coming to forked decision

when asking deep inner questions

feeling into heart/mind guidance

and principals we live by,

whether there was real coherence

with every aspect of Self

mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical,

'Did I stand for something?'

within connection bigger than ego,

it's petty concerns seen retrospectively

that kept separation as viable

thinking survival is about this,

protecting oneself, not taking risks

which feed 'soul core' yearning

in each human's beating heart,

tuned into Earth's magnetic field

where our resonance effects Hers

we often wobble in Universe

going through cycles of life,

large, small, personally, and collectively,

meeting choice points, then acting.

Quick Turns

Winding 'single track', late January, 2006.  

Desolate western edge of the Isle of Mull, Scotland.

Quick Turns

10/22/09

Life is unpredictable

even when known

on certain terms

like mundane living,

our job description,

or relationship status,

taken for granted

forgetting things change

in a heartbeat

from percolating thoughts

fed by emotions,

desires, visions, needs,

perhaps not articulated

fully at time

yet message emerges

as prayer intention

within subconscious psyche

maybe becomes mantra

engaging hidden realms

where spiritual allies

wait to support

 what's being asked,

whether negatively, positively,

when mind disagrees

wants something different

than unfulfilled expectations

catalyzing quick turns.

Free Love

My brother Keith and Linda getting married.

Free Love

10/21/09

So often

bound up

with expectation,

terrible fear,

lost sovereignty,

that affections

can scare

folks away,

not share

alchemical stirring,

heart activation

Mystery provides,

in hindsight

world suffers

from lack

of expression

as individuals

stay closed

to miracle

which occurs

whenever embracing

the power

and potential

two people

generate exponentially

when engaging

free love.

Plans Change

Field fence ladder, Kintra, Isle of Mull, Scotland.

Plans Change

10/19/09

We entertain God

when thinking control

of life events,

what we'll do,

how, where, why,

it's nice thought

to imagine influence

over physical reality

and there is

in present moment,

but past, future,

those are different,

out of hand

not our domain

so it's humorous,

also to me

that folks 'expect'

then are unhappy

as living shifts

into different format,

effecting one's style,

perhaps looking foolish

for the effort

placed on calendar

all the appointments,

things thought important,

whenever plans change.

Percolation

In early days of KZSC radio career

Percolation

10/17/09

This feels like it

when chewing on decisions

waiting for genius stroke

beyond ramrod action taking,

and life does same,

culminates to tipping point

as circumstances pile up,

point to what's needed

in next manifestation event,

where patience becomes virtue

calmly aware of transitions

being conduit for magic,

miracles we participate in,

the tuning fork transmitter

plus radio wave receiver,

we bubble up creations

that boggle the mind

just by removing expectations

of what we've thought

or how any assumptions

according to written plans

are supposedly stone set,

instead the valve opens

Mystery is allowed exposure,

full fluid diverse expression,

leaving smile on face

from percolation of ideas.

Filled

In Monterey Bay, Seabright Beach, Santa Cruz.

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

Filled

10/16/09

Thoughts can inundate the brain,

most folks call it mind

that works on own volition

with whatever can pop in,

willy nilly, without much control,

yet, in reality, it's different,

we have power to design

our inner and outer landscape

through present attention and awareness

choosing what is deemed worthy

when ego becomes Spirit servant

not the high rolling emperor

so caught in physical 'maya'

whose concerns drive people crazy

making up stories about life,

concepts, that impinge natural flow

one's creative inspiration and connection

to bigger Mystery of Existence,

from place of higher consciousness

perhaps experienced as spiritual witness,

we tap into collective wisdom

of all who have been,

are, and those still coming,

which is informed by Oneness

in this world of diversity,

potential, duality, that separates, unites,

until we're filled to overflowing.

More Testing

Ready for the challenge at Seabright Beach, Santa Cruz

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

More Testing

10/15/09

With limited risk and challenge

it's easy to be smug

using routine mundane life activities

as security blanket for control

but inevitably something comes up

that rattles calm status quo

perhaps just a sudden realization

of consciously, or unconsciously asking

for stretch in human territory

defined as work, play, relationship,

where leaving past, entering future,

scares the existing ego silly

so doubts, fears, angst surface

to be looked at bravely

if progress is truly intended

when embracing our spiritual nature,

each individual's connection to Source

their infinite grounding in Mystery

which remembers true Sacred Dream

from influential internal peace,

there's plenty of opportunity for growth

while breathing life force freely,

smiling at any forgetful antics,

reminding us to find re-alignment

energetically opening and accepting 'now',

this new, and original soul setting

happily engaged in more testing.

Little Clues

Burnt trees and rain clouds near North Rim of Grand Canyon

Little Clues

10/9/09

The subtle realm

oblivious to most

is always there

being transmitted slowly

in niggles, hunches,

any small intuition

rising from wonder,

asking 'What's this?

peering for answers

into psychic depth

what's behind veil

waiting for manifestation

resonating as 'destiny'

or all potential,

often just 'dreams'

that spur feelings,

ideas to consider,

while anticipating direction

which needs clarification

within quiet moments

becoming tuning fork

for Great Unknown,

Mystery, percolating inside

possibilities for action

where exercised choice

creates miraculous synchronicity

from little clues.

Removing

Naked in the outside shower.

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

Removing

10/8/09

Whether they are filters,

judgments, ideas, beliefs, opinions,

or systems of knowledge,

in the end, meaningless

with last breath taken,

seeing those constructs dissolve

leaving nothing but 'presence',

if lucky, a chuckle,

for the wild ride

on extraordinary magnificent miracle

of illusory physical world

so bound by interpretation

from ego's slippery slope

of shapeshifting to satisfy

it's need for being

the controller of reality,

making itself supremely important

through life, death, consequences

though eventually there's exposure

if stubbornness slips away

to reveal frightened aspects,

child needing adult reassurance

that everything is okay,

has been, always will,

letting temporary nature go

when realizing Eternal Connection

removes obstacles to peacefulness.

Being Given

Veil of morning fog over Santa Cruz viewed from UCSC campus

Being Given

10/7/09

All the props are there,

in place, for grand adventure

and it's called 'this life'

with all the ego manifestations

that confuse, while also titillate,

to activate my body sensations

which lead me to 'reality',

this physical world of experience,

yet behind the puppeteer's stage

is vast universal chaotic 'isness',

where once through the 'veil'

these curtains that create separation

become transparent, fall to ground,

leaving me nothing to hold,

no longer is there 'I',

only 'us', everything as 'One',

from that perception living changes,

takes on whole new attributes

bringing accordant shifts in thought

while influencing choices every day,

seeing perfection when not measuring

capable of loving dissonance equally

through floating back and forth,

entertaining joy, sadness, as illusion,

though the former, with compassion,

allows for continued potent participation

when being given shining opportunity.

Turning Point

Land jetty between the San Lorenzo River and Seabright Beach, Santa Cruz, Calif.

Turning Point

10/6/09

Every moment is,

yet some impact

in extraordinary ways

as timing exaggerates

a decision made,

where wheel cog

finally engages direction

resonating so true

that if feels

like destiny travel,

suddenly having map

for coming years,

sensing deeper purpose

and soul alignment

so daily steps

of mundane variety

have powerful influence

without worry, strife,

just chop wood,

then carry water,

do little things

which advance toward

your future destination,

known, yet vague,

to be discovered

exquisitely carved from

each turning point.

No Push

Sunset view of the Lighthouse and Wharf,

 from Seabright Beach, Santa Cruz, California.

No Push

10/5/09

Perhaps it's procrastination

a deep laziness

or core unwillingness

that's entered bones

from being older,

though believing otherwise,

it's really wisdom

which has infected

my conscious mind

so there's awareness

of body state,

tired or not,

and emotional equilibrium,

what needs expression

plus spiritual connection,

All as One,

where menial tasks

societal money concerns

even love relationships

pale in comparison

to merging rhythms,

mine and Source,

into creative synergy

allowing for unknown

uniquely timed occurrences

opening my heart

with no push.

Two Years

Dragonfly, and it's birthplace at Castle Lake, near  Mt. Shasta

Two Years

10/4/09

Some messages come boldly,

while others, subtle as air

gently caress side of face

titillating hair on skin

igniting momentary presence to life

it's haunting mystery and magic,

for me, I like big signs,

even though still misinterpreted

until later viewed in hindsight

wondering how I missed it,

like my sore shoulder saying 'Stop!',

look, listen, take physical break,

and slow work scene means 'recharge',

imagine possibilities besides construction

do the little things at home

plus dream a bigger vision,

well... Dragonfly visited in Shasta,

pointed me toward buying art

of itself pinned by kestrel talons

directing me to read in 'Animal Speak'

about 'nymph stage' time period

the metamorphosis from water to air

that startled me with clarity,

this is what I am to do

by coming to realize my transfiguration

into author, teacher, innovator,

as my new self, at two years end.

Unveiled

Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk with veil of Sunday morning fog in October.

Unveiled

10/1/09

Without measured expectation

life can show up,

perform in surprising ways,

give us new information

through curiosity and questions,

or offers, devoid of inquiry,

like scenes in a movie

where nothing is wasted,

every conversation perfectly in place,

while carrying a foreboding

linked to what will come

 because of past connection,

years of friendship through sports,

business, or extended relations

that give plenty of opportunity

to surmise a person's character

get a feel for their integrity

as to trustworthiness and more,

which makes for percolation of ideas

thoughts rubbing along side possibility

sparking miracle blaze of potential,

whereupon comes a sudden revelation

with no real advanced pre-condition,

then synchronicity and serendipity unite,

find themselves pulling the cord

in concert with lights, camera,

aimed at next act unveiled on stage.

Coolness

The 'guest trailer', much like the one I lived in 31 years ago when moving to this land.

Coolness

9/30/07

Yesterday's north wind

cleansed redwood trees

of old leaves,

their tiny pods,

gave good shake

to every limb

of oak, madrone,

eucalyptus, bay, others,

so morning litter,

the natural kind,

covers road, ground,

and my cats

now given chance

find warmth inside

kitchen, living room,

still without heat

as is upstairs

opting for layers

instead of fire,

taking me back

remembering 'trailer' years

many fall seasons

winter's wet weather

plus crisp dawn

which invigorates blood

filled with vitality

while coolness descends.

Retreat

Gentle Thunder sharing Castle Lake with 'Dragonfly', Mt. Shasta, California

Retreat

9/26/09

It may seem counter

to common sense society

born around work ethic

Protestant ideals and more,

that when stressors multiply

the cure is opposite,

letting go manufactured need

for premature decision making

not having all information

or burdened by expectations,

assumptions, forgetting the wisdom

of loving 'what is',

embracing and 'being it',

seeing past illusory permanence

situations given exaggerated importance

where leaving things alone,

all the detailed projects

on long priority list,

allows for new thinking

when settling into ease

discovering everything can wait

while paddling mountain lake

blessed by dragonfly medicine

reminding of veil between,

what seems real isn't

yet peace, joy, love,

find substance in retreat.