Dusk's amber light falls on an Ashland troubadour


Fluted Dogwood

Spring's first blush emerges...
from bent and twisted stems to greet the Earth.

Come sit awhile...

Bandon Beach Rocks


Chambers of the Heart

revealed in the hands...

Open Palms
- yielded - approachable - receptive - responsive - trusting - affectionate - generous - quietly confident

Tight Fists
- resistant - devious - secretive - narrow - faithless - greedy - selfish - hidden fears

Avenue of the Boulders

a trail of quiet repose
lilting streaks of light sift
between mossy trees
along the avenue of boulders

I look into your yellow tubes,
The brightness of their being...
The garden sweet, captivates me.
The air - softened spice;
Rhapsodic ambrosia.

Leafy Waifs and Timbers Tall


Three Doors

Despised ~ robbed of hope; deadened by selfishness.
Loved ~ softened through tenderness; ignited by passion.
Released ~ filled with hope; abandoned to goodness.

Wispy Shadows



In the beauty of holiness,
Clouds of unknowing
In stillness
Imagination soars.
In effortless
Contemplation ~
A presence.
Awake, O Sleeper,



...the very stones would cry out in praise. Luke 19:40

Watercolor Rock Bed

This reminds me of the myriad of days my charming daughter, in contemplative silence, spent staring at the ceiling - finding figures and images (one might consider it her early "Where's Waldo" experience). I often find that if you ponder a portion of any image, faces will emerge. Look for examples in many of this Blog's posts.

Straight Paths

...and cut through and make firm and plain and smooth, straight paths for your feet -- yes, make them safe and upright and happy paths that go in the right direction -- so that the lame and halting limbs may not be put out of joint, but rather may be healed. Hebrews 12:13



“As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.” ~ Henry David Thoreau

"The more deeply the path is etched - the more it is used; and the more it is used - the more deeply it is etched." ~ Jo Coudert



Beliefs, essence, heart.
Connection, bonding, affinity. Three-fold cords unbroken.

Stones in the wilderness. Ethos' collide. Scourging.
A tree on a hill. Last breaths.
Love hangs there.


Tapestries tear ~ seen and unseen.
Lightening rips the cosmos. Shaking.


Synthesis emerges.
A hush falls to earth.
Fragments, fractures, brokenness ~ washed by pooling crimson stains.
The Ancient of Days spills redemption for all. Triumph.

Destiny. INRI.


Moon, Sun, Earth. Gravity.
Rise and fall, ebb and flow.
Like life:
External and internal forces
Imprint the spirit, stir the soul.
Mobilize forward then backward.
Fresh momentum.
Storms. Navigation. Change.
Forward again.

Woodland Veils

The dawning of the day. I sit in stillness, listening. The soft pooling of the rain forest's sounds echo throughout my soul. Urgency dissipates. Peace unfolds her arms ~ endlessly.



Peering from the mountain's ridge, my gaze falls upon the exquisite rolling moorlands. A sensuous muted blanket of purple heather spreads lavishly - as far as my eyes can see. Delicate aromas drift through the atmosphere. Perfumed air envelopes my senses. Joy attends my heart.

Suddenly ~ Zzzzzzzz.............

Meadows: a pastel plantation for the pollen pouches of winged creatures.

Morning Dew

A fusion of elements:
Cold and heat, dark and light.
Gossamer tendrils, shimmer bright
Diffusing gently
Wispy droplets crystalize
Morning's first bath...
Formed deep in the ground,
Yet floats
Synergistically -
From heaven to earth.