Dreams
Conscious Dreaming
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.~Edgar Allen Poe I rarely dream at night. At least, I recall very few nights swathed in dreams which does not mean I did not dream only that the awake and sleeping mind failed to connect unconscious dreaming […]
Rhymes With Insane
I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no nameIt felt good to be out of the rainIn the desert you can’t remember your name~America In the desert, you can’t remember your name…and that’s a good thing, the start of a most excellent journey. It means preconceptions are wiped away. It is in these […]
Transitions of Consciousness
I find myself slowly divesting of human encumbrances, letting them fall away as leaves depart the ancient board-leafed trees come autumn and the dwindling daylight. I think it is my soul preparing my mind for the long rest, the perpetual sleep. Like many of my profound thoughts, this one manifested in my consciousness when the […]
Obsessed with Death
I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.~Mark Twain I often go to bed wondering if I will wake up the following morning or be found a cold corpse with my anti-snore mouthpiece trapped between […]
Breaking Thru Fake Realities
Crazy Horse dreamed and went into the world where there is nothing but the spirits of all things. That is the real world that is behind this one, and everything we see here is something like a shadow from that one.~Black Elk There is a belief in polite Western society that one can only see […]
Sun Transitions
Moonflowers blossom in the sandhills before dawn.~Leslie Marmon Silko My favorite times of the day are the crepuscular hours when day gives way to night or the night succumbs to the rising sun. During those magical times, the nocturnal creatures and their diurnal counterparts coexist for a short span until each either wakes up or […]
The Child is Gone
Fools Crow was surprised to see that Raven’s whiskers were white, like that of an old coyote.~James Welch Woke up. Got out of bed. Dragged a brush across my teeth. Washed my eyes. Saw an old man in the mirror where once there stood the would-be king (jester?) of creation with the ambition to shuck […]
Weaned on Flat Earth
We are shaped by environment as much as by our ancestors. The epigenetic memory of our cells is constantly being made. The push and pull, blast and bang of life is making us in ways we haven’t understood until recently.~Gretel Ehrlich If place, if environment influences our DNA, what damage have I inflicted upon my […]
Who Makes Our Fate?
Fate is the result of the choices we make.~Lucifer Morningstar I look back at the crap I learned in High School…oops…wrong neural pathway there…I look back at the trajectory of my life and I oftentimes wonder, how did I get here? How did my best crafted plans fall off the rails and dump me in […]
Reality Gaps
We interpret Life at moments of deepest desperation.~Roberto Bolaño I’ve been delving into life, my life, societal life regularly, consistently, persistently for more than a decade. This reality is captured in more than three thousand blog posts, hundreds more musings never escaping their original paper prison, and countless more stuck in dank, dark, mental catacombs […]
The Big Dream Eludes Me
A dream unrealized, the lion taught me, is the essential food of the soul.~Pam Houston Dream a little dream and the possibility of it coming to fruition is pretty solid. Dream a big dream, on the other hand, and fruition is more likely to fall far short of the intended and you end up landing […]
Do I Stay or Do I Go?
I could hear my abandoned dreams making a racket in my soul.~Joy Harjo What happens when you let an unsatisfactory present go on long enough? It becomes your entire history.~Louise Erdrich News feed: 66 year old man dies one day after retiring. While it may be the case he died from a broken heart at […]
Do We Ever Find What We Are Looking For?
A closing line in the horrid TV Show, Hawaii 5-0 went like this:Danny: ” What exactly is it you are looking for?”Steve: “Peace”Danny: “Walk the Earth like the dude from Kung Fu, looking for answers?” Steve: “Something like that.” Why, you may ask, if I hated the show so much did I watch the final […]
Go Stop Stop Stop Travel
The time passed extremely slowly, as time should pass,with the days lingering and long, spacious and free as the summers of childhood. There was time enough for once to do nothing, or next to nothing.~Edward Abbey ‘Twas a time I approached vacationing with the fervor of an adrenaline junkie. A simple equation with the number […]
Will Time Wait For Me?
Of all the featherless beasts, only man, chained by his self-imposed slavery to the clock, denies the elemental fire and proceeds as best he can about his business, suffering quietly, martyr to his madness. ~Edward Abbey Sometimes, I fear all the diligent investment in my future will go for naught and the dreams I’ve hung […]
I Am The Desert
Desert space is space that is felt, completely and with certainty. Out here, I feel like a small dot and a big voyeur…The sky and open desert are so enormous around us, who would know if we were out here anywhere?~Ellen Meloy After countless hours reading about deserts, hiking in deserts, photographing deserts, mountain biking […]
Shattered Dreams
Go West, young man, go West. There is health in the country and room away from crowds of idlers and imbeciles.~Horace Greeley For the past 36 years, I have dreamed of moving West, Southwest to be more precise. Not only to escape the flatlands and miserable weather but to exist in wide-open skyscapes where one […]
Estranged On Christmas Day
The Elk and the wilderness belong to each other, I thought, and in the spectrum of evolution, I was estranged from both.~N. Scott Momaday My human mother succumbed to cancer this past year meaning this 59th Christmas finds me a motherless child, an orphan. In some respects, I was already estranged from her before multiple […]
Smoke Signals
The smattering of fallen leaves, mostly brown with a few yellows and fewer reds newly escaped from the Sugar Maples slip across the grass when disturbed by the twitchy squirrels prepping for the long, cold, dark Winter…
I Have A Brain Bird
Nothing visible was broken in either fall. Bones were intact beneath bruised flesh and battered ego. But, I started experiencing weird deviations from my normal behaviors and the occasional spiritual visions interpreted by others as brain damaged hallucinations…
Musings of a Middle Aged Man 