Monthly Archives: September 2006

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Starflow

In looking at the stars, last night, this early morning, I was thinking about the flow of the trees, up into the character of the heavenbound — and how they flowed there, went up there, branches supporting the stars like … Continue reading

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the ringed veil

The Ringed Veil This curled finger of light, reaches down touching, blessing the watered channel;what’s sky, mist, water, merged. Crossing in the silence this curved arc appeared taking me over to the other side, near but never here. Far, but … Continue reading

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All things bright and beautiful

All things bright and beautiful I wonder if this crow feels beautiful — adorned as he is, banded in silver, white, red, blue? There is surely an added confidence in his stride, looking and bounding about. And he doesn’t seem … Continue reading

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Loo’ville

In Louisville, for a meeting I’d never been there. The city has an older character, this — polished over, in a newer veneer, still belied, 100 years. The art, renews, messages resonate, details flourish. I’ve seen things: these. —- Tim … Continue reading

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T H E S C Y T H E O F L O V E

T H E S C Y T H E O F L O V E The high clouds form a wattled gathering, like fallen mothwings, around a sickle stroke of light, the curve that is known as her; mooncast, she … Continue reading

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notations: today.

What I’ve learned over the last number of months, in taking training in one-on-one fighting. Some key advice: Think about what each of these might mean in your circumstances. —— All fighting is about grace and stamina. Don’t weaken yourself. … Continue reading

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advancements: 9.11

I’m not sure why I relate, but I do. Everywhere I see this bird, I think, I reflect, I recall something. And maybe the most seminal is the connection to attention. And curiosity. Attentive curiosity. Wonders Never Cease Meditating, on … Continue reading

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Isn’t it so that the storm brings the brightest light? And what joy, there is, in soaring, aloft, in the stormbound. This morning, rain fell and fell, and the spattering ripples in the water, the metal’d roof, and mist hung … Continue reading

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