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.

Twisted Humor

Having a laugh during photo shoot.

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

Twisted Humor

2/24/12

How great

when funny bone

struck

uncovers well

of lighthearted laughter

inside,

finding escape

through smiling chuckles,

accelerating

then expanding,

reverberating deep to

core,

erupting like

nuclear fusion reactor

explosion,

unable to

be held politely

back,

howling guffaws,

hysterical rolling, holding

sides

that threaten

bursting, no breath

possible,

teary, face

hurting, from twisted

humor.

New Freedom

New day dawning viewed from home.

New Freedom

2/23/12

The wind

on sunny morning,

cloudless,

rushes through

swaying trees, sounding

off

between leaves,

branches, singing musical

tune

with each

gust that excites

boy

inside me,

twirling on tiptoes,

smiling,

eyes closed

pretending to be

'One'

with air

currents, Nature, Existence,

riding

wildly alive,

no obstacles to

stop

new freedom.

Ingredients

My place in the Soquel hills being visited by a rainbow.

Ingredients

2/22/12

I have visions

walking around

home,

art studio, land,

possibilities spring

up

toward future waiting

for right

timing,

resources, hired help,

to make

happen,

excitement surges with

each ingenious

revelation,

some small, others

remarkably large,

outrageous,

imagining completely detailed

workshop seminar

space,

wherein people visit

engaging growth

experience,

as final ingredients.

Murkiness

'Dragon's breath' fog as murkiness in eastern canyon viewed from my workshop.

Murkiness

2/21/12

Explored in

Money Mystics Course

last night,

asked it's job

and origin,

ideas of child

protection emerged

to enjoy life,

not miserable

like parents, adults,

in control,

also as filter

for priorities,

while kept from

being overwhelmed

by onslaught of

continual minutiae

trailing off toward

future drudgery

sucking out present

moment vitality,

instead, essential creative

process ingredient,

distilling 'inner knowing'

through murkiness.

Recovery

Expressing gratitude in medicine wheel is form of recovery.

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

Recovery

2/20/12

Vibrations soar

when joy enters

radiant,

peripheral emotions,

preoccupations, bow with

reverence,

give alms,

release treasures from

coffers,

breathe ethers

in exalted air

surrounding,

nearly blind

with intoxicating brilliance

imbibed,

a taste

of what is

possible

whenever Soul,

physical nature, Source,

meld

for moment,

longer, disrupting routine,

delivering

unprecedented recovery.

Soul Fed

'Cheemah' plaque under bronze statue in Jack London Square.

Oakland, California

Soul Fed

2/18/12

Second 'Saturn Return'

here I

come,

with eyes wide

appreciating everything,

everyone,

the non-stop miracles

of Sacred

Existence,

grinning like co-conspirator

who has

secret

for evolution revolution

inside each

person,

so all pervading

in obvious

magnitude

that it's overlooked,

taken for

granted,

the beauty, interconnected

wholeness, continuous

change,

keeping Soul fed.

Simple Pleasures

Nothing like the simple pleasures of humor and laughter.

Simple Pleasures

2/17/12

Birthday comes around

bringing celebration

thoughts,

toying with large

group wild

extravaganza,

or leisurely day

doing nothing

much

except what comes

naturally promising

joy,

most likely alone

following soul

rhythms

and authentic tendency

to create

something

significant, or not,

celebrating Life,

myself,

through experiences fondly

remembered in

future

as simple pleasures.

Directed

High hill overlook off of Route 35 between Pacific ocean and SF bay.

(photo by Ilyse Streim)

Directed

2/16/12

Ego's real work

is to

search

and recognize magic,

miracles, divinity,

beauty,

throughout mundane activities

making up

day,

this life with

all it's

circumstances,

while looking to

help others

out

doing the same,

continually remembering

interconnection

with Source filled

plants, animals,

Existence,

physical core nature

individually Soul

directed.

Greetings

Wing fast asleep on her pillow, on my bed, relaxed by early morning wood stove heat.

Greetings

2/15/12

Met this morning

by wind,

stars,

cool weather that

exhilarates my

Soul

after alarm clock

awakened at

4 am.,

and 'Bryon Kitty'

sat on

chest

licking hand that

lovingly pet

him,

now remembering Wing

through years

past,

stroking her while

asleep on

pillow

when still too

early for

any

reciprocation of greetings.

Love

My Mom and I hugging with Little Wing to the side.

Love

2/14/12

Potent mysterious elixir

powers Creation's

magnificence,

welling up inside

resilient expanding

heart

as authentic response

to beauty

witnessed,

a sunset's rainbow

above eastern

ridges

while twenty birds

glisten silver

white

bathed in last

rays against

rainclouds,

it's energy dispersed

through hands,

arms,

hugging parent, child,

sibling, friend,

partner,

or pet with

gratitude, called

love.

In Every Head

A few of the many folks who celebrated Christmas at Pennyghael Community Hall in 2006.

Isle of Mull, Scotland

In Every Head

2/13/12

There's a world

within people's

minds,

verily an encyclopedia

of informational

stories,

strung loosely together

dependent on

memory,

those random threads

linking synapse

together,

becoming likes, dislikes,

judgments, interpretations,

representations,

while building strategic

worldview upon

thoughts,

wherein each person

declares different

rightness

because life manufactures

uniquely diverse

'truth'

in every head.

Keep After

Keeping after a project at the house.

(photo by Art Durand Photography)

Keep After

2/11/12

Everyone juggles life,

changing circumstance,

crisis,

in different ways

depending one's

standing,

anchored as Soul

having physical

experience

or small self

of ego

control,

former is gracefully

cordial when

navigating,

latter frequently pushy

disregarding obtuse

repercussions,

most people perform

somewhere in

between,

I do also

when addressing

issues

deemed important to

keep after.

Becomes Known

Old abandoned boat on Loch Scridain shore outside of Kinloch Hotel.

Isle of Mull, Scotland

Becomes Known

2/10/12

Truth arrives sporadically,

lasts for

awhile

then mysteriously dissolves

as circumstances

change,

or is forgotten,

to acquire

again,

differently if of

lasting universal

nature,

this dance continues

through original

moments,

where as conduits

living Spirit

created,

whether old, young,

muddied, or

pure,

life brings opportunities

for furthering

evolution

whenever soul embrace

becomes known.

Visit

"Bryron Kitty' visiting 'Little Wing's' burial site while in progress.

Visit

2/9/12

Never

the same twice,

as older

person

experiencing city again,

meeting niece,

partner,

for theater play

seen before

elsewhere,

everything has changed

in world

awakening

to sun today,

circumstances of

importance

around work, relationship,

pets still

here,

or gone, often

disruptive, mercifully

end,

allowing a new

peace to

visit.

Ego Follows

Winding road in the Lake Country near Patterdale, England.

Ego Follows

2/8/12

Eventually there's trust

of Soul

to gracefully direct

daily trajectory

as a mystic

in touch

with grand landscape

interconnection between

all life's territories,

ably sensing

path leading onward

through 'maya'

that's physical world

demanding attention

from chief navigator

who commands

nobly as author,

setting tone,

timing, intention, pace,

into Unknown

while smiling unabashedly,

whistling tune

on great adventure

toward future,

wherein ultimate service

ego follows.

Visions

Sunset view from beginning of Ross of Mull, and Loch Scridian, on my way home to Kintra,

Isle of Mull, Scotland

Visions

2/7/12

There are moments,

frequent nowadays,

as if assisted

by Wing,

spirits behind veil,

my ancestors,

father, and grandparents,

guardian angel,

who open gateways

for genius

to be activated,

co-creatively dancing

with inspiration's arrival

from ethers

when giving thought

toward possibilities

percolating in soul,

around anything

calling from future,

riding past,

into potent present,

landing prophetically

while shouting 'Yes!',

thankfully amazed

at catalyzing visions.