Thread
Nature
He questions whether nature is a mirror or a force beyond human reflection.
The theme of nature is woven throughout the archive, with posts like A Modern Shiva Poem (2013) and A Poem to Yeshe Tsogyal (2014) using natural imagery to convey spiritual concepts. Earlier posts, such as All Sound is Prayer (2007) and All The Colors of the Rainbow (2007), demonstrate a sense of wonder and appreciation for the natural world, with the author finding prayer in the sounds of birds and beauty in the changing colors of the sky. Over time, the thread of nature in the archive evolves to incorporate more poetic and symbolic language, as seen in Dragonfly Magic (2009) and I Am Breath (2009), which suggest a deepening connection between the author's inner world and the outer natural world.
33 posts, in order
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November 2006
Burning Bright
Guarded by conifers’ green beneath a petal-fall of pear blossom stolen kisses, moonless night lit by star-points Burning Bright
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February 2007
The Garden, the gardener and me.
I followed the path along the twisting way. Grasses and moss grew up between the loose pebbles on the path, people do not use this path anymore and slowly natur...
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April 2007
All Sound is Prayer
I tried to convince my son this weekend that all sound is prayer. We were listening to birds chirping and singing on Sunday morning and he asked if I knew what ...
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June 2007
Nothing Makes Us Happy
This spring we have been given more rain in my city than anyone would have expected. Everything is lush and green. Lawns are thick and strong, flowers are bloom...
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October 2007
All The Colors of the Rainbow
A few days ago I left my house, driving to work, and the world was full of bright sunshine and blue skies. Before I had driven a mile I was looking at a solid g...
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November 2007
The Trial of Jyoti: Part 1
He sat there, watching the judge for what seemed like an eternity. He could feel the minutes slipping away, minutes that would never come back again. The defend...
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May 2008
For Love of Darkness
Let drop the anchor pull in the sails damp the lantern this night is done for me Darkness, wicked lover of lonely souls, caresses me I sleep upon the waves of i...
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October 2008
The River of Thoughts
Where the river starts there is a calm pool, a green valley, and snow-capped mountains h...
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April 2009
I Am Breath
I am breathing I am within I am sitting, softly upon the earth I am eyes closed I am breathing I am expansive and listening I am not alone I am together I am wi...
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September 2009
Dragonfly Magic
A true story. It was late afternoon, and clouds had been building from the northwest all day. The heat from the Oklahoma plains had pushed the clouds high earli...
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March 2010
Eternally Old, Shared Among
To look into the blue diamond to wander through the fields of gold to smile at the moon and see her smile back To listen to the birds of paradise to speak with ...
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November 2010
Snowy Dream
The snow made a comforting sound beneath the horse's hooves as we made our way along the tree line. The trees were cedars, and being heavy with snow I could not...
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November 2010
To Breathe A Tree
I sat against the trunk of the ages old tree and closed my eyes. I was tired of walking in this forest of melody and mist, I needed a rest, I needed food, I nee...
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November 2010
Into
Into the darkness Candle lit, incense filled rooms Chant Into the light Wind dances in the trees Tall grass waves as pretty as any ocean Into ...
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July 2011
The Tree, A Cloud and Rains
The tree spoke to the single cloud passing high overhead. "Come down, make rain for us all," he said in a voice as aged as the night. The cloud passed quietly b...
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July 2011
Tree, Mountain, Valley and Cloud
Tree stood upon the summit of Mountain for untold eons, watching Valley below bloom to life every spring and return to a peaceful sleep winter after winter. Tre...
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September 2011
Sunday, Bright and Shiny
Sunday afternoon, north wind blowing the wind chimes in rhythmic procession and my mind is lost upon the humming sounds that fill the air. I can see my three cr...
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May 2012
The Cave and the Sadhu
The cave sits just above the treeline on the southern face of a rather unassuming mountain. Standing in the mouth of the cave the Sadhu can see a vast green jun...
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June 2012
Odin Time
Time moves differently for a god, or sometimes, not at all. Standing among the mountain tops, high in the northern peaks of Asgard, the clouds and rolling thund...
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February 2013
Your Advocate
The trees are singing to you, listen. A blooming flower is more worthy of our gaze than all the stars in the sky. Dig your bare feet into the earth. Feel the gr...
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April 2013
A Modern Shiva Poem
[caption id="attachment_739" align="alignright" width="300"] Lord Shiva, in meditation.[/caption] Namaste to He who is the speaker and the listener Namaste to H...
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April 2014
The Master (A Twitter Story)
The old master sat deep inside of the crystal cave before a low fire. He chanted his mantra, absentmindedly flipping the beads of his mala. The cave began to hu...
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May 2014
A Poem to Yeshe Tsogyal
She is the raging storm, I am the dew on the grass. She is the sun itself, I am the reflection from the prayer bowl. She is the ocean and I am lost on her waves...
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June 2014
Green Tara
[caption id="attachment_903" align="alignright" width="239"] Green Tara[/caption] She is the skies and I am the bird, She is the seas, and I the fish, She is th...
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January 2015
For Her
I have been lost amongst the stars I have been lost among the stars I have wandered from light to light I have searched for the right I have walked upon the sho...
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March 2015
My Morning Meditation
I have been asked a few times if I have a morning meditation, and if so, would I share it. I do, and I will. Imagine that you are standing alone on a warm mount...
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September 2015
The Magician's Quandary
I am more than a magician. Well, more than what the commoner would call a magician. I am not wearing a pointed hat with stars and the moon adorning it. There is...
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April 2016
For Love of Darkness
Let drop the anchor pull in the sails damp the lantern this night is done for me Darkness, wicked lover of lonely souls, caresses me I sleep upon the waves of i...
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March 2026
The Weight of Lawful Orders
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April 2026
The Shade Was Good
An old man shares his willow's shade with a tall stranger in a green coat, and finds himself speaking a name he has not said aloud in many years.
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April 2026
The Willow and the River
A willow-keeper of the Irish wells meets a Naga-kin walking from water to water — two ancient guardians from very different traditions recognizing each other across a pub table in Connemara.
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May 2026
The Demonization of the Daimon
How the early Church reclassified the daimon — the attending spirits of place and person — as demons, severing a living relationship with the world, and why that speaking is quietly returning, one threshold at a time.
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June 2026
The Kiss at the Spring
A myth I told to Claude over my phone, line by line, the way I used to tell tales to my children. A grandmother kisses the dying spring, and is no more, and is here still.