rebooted ye olde blog three years ago, after deciding to wipe it clean and start fresh. the few hundred posts over the previous years seemed scattered and disoriented, much like i was. and still can be from time to time. i’m ok with that….
it took a lot of blazing fires, twisting gales, and drowning floods before i realized i was the spark, the agitator, the torrent and the governor of the rain. sweet, cleansing rain. . . in the end, as in the beginning (the ever-presence of the herenow), it is all in entirety and infinity just to…
the challenge for an artist, or seeker, observer, conscious student and activist, is the very real need for solitude….
we really are magnificent, multifaceted creators. even when we’re least aware of it, the world around us is shaped by such subtleties that only the truly alert and aware could notice, usually much after the fact….
you can’t build a life (or a meaningful relationship, a business, or self-mastery) all at once….