Showing posts with label outlook. Show all posts
Showing posts with label outlook. Show all posts

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Beautiful tailwinds and dogs!

It's interesting the role that winds have played in my life, in all our lives for that matter. I've had several careers over the years, I tend to call them lives. In one life, . . .

Monday, August 24, 2015

The Precarious Adventure

Life

This precarious adventure
Feels so real but is so very ephemeral
It should last forever
Then there are signs
Aging signs
Body indicators that tell you that things are changing.
Things are changing.

Life

The precarious adventure.
Experiences flow in
Memories are made
Shape our thoughts
Sculpture the bust
Poetry made and songs sung
Once in duet become a song sung solo

Solo

Alone
Alone but not lonely
You are with me in my spirit through to my bones
And so the next adventure goes.
Prepared or not,
Here I come!
I want to remember the fragility.
With all my being and all my love, Kamala



Charley Land


Thursday, July 16, 2015

Just one more night!

We find ourselves in our familiar southwestern desert, greener than I expected, rain--good. This rich, beautiful landscape of mesquite bushes imitating short trees, sage brush, and creosote bushes with a backdrop of rugged rocky mountains is my home. I love it! Our trip is coming to an end. We decided

Saturday, April 11, 2015

Perception, Such a Narrow View of Life

See the Elk?There's actually more than one. It's all about perception.
Sunshine streaming in the window, jump out of bed, fling open the window and I'm treated to colors of a beautiful sunrise, so full, so magnificent and to complete the perception, a cool breeze and a cacophony of birds, dogs, and morning sounds. So big, so filling, so complete...well not quite, but, damn, it sure seems like it from a perceptual point of view. And, for the most part, we walk around

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Ontological Research





On the side of our little fiberglass bubble we light heartedly placed this little tag to guide is in our travels. It has some noticeable side effects. First, like all little meditations, it brings our attention back to why we are roaming around in this reality. Second, it gets a lot of questions at gas stations and parking lots about "Just what the hell does that mean?" Apparently, 'Ontology' is not in a lot of people's vocabulary and I can find no fault in that.  But it makes