How do you describe yourself?
Someone missing her feathers or fur. Or maybe i feel that way because we have moved so far from where we began as humans and I don't have the capacity for that distance.
Someone missing her feathers or fur. Or maybe i feel that way because we have moved so far from where we began as humans and I don't have the capacity for that distance.
When I am searching for something in me it is most often the empty spaces I am lookng for feeling for and if there isn't enough empty then I want to make some more it... More »
I like to let the day decide that. It seems for me limiting and too free of mystery to set some intention. I would rather go empty out into the day and see what will... More »
Here is my audience
There seem to be so many misunderstandings about passions in life. I would rather not imagine that any of mine are not understood.
There was a fire in the La Sal mountains. It started as a lightening strike at the end of Castle Valley a thin gray plume of smoke. Then suddenly it caught hold of the updraft... More »
Such a delicate looking thing thriving in a rocky high exposed place. That is how I feel too where-ever I am.
I am older than I ever could have imagined in people years so I feel like I am my future self and that self I think loves to be the caretaker of all the earlier... More »
I think living does, the responses with being open encourage more opening, and closing seems impossible seems like death. I look at the ground high in the mountains and see how it lies exposed.
I had planned on skiing high up with Katalin today. She decided to stay home with a cold and a book so I went alone under swooping clouds. The snow is deep melting fast half... More »