the path to enlightenment

between the trees
amongst the thistle
with due respect for the small and powerful
mushrooms and moss

under the light of the moon
with friend at side
the silence
and the hoot of an owl

amidst the stillness
we cracked the mini ice ponds
with thrown rocks dislodged from the frozen mud -
Kali at the helm.

last night how I gazed at Mars from my bed
tonight I gazed at her from the forest -
an assuring warmth the red planet so near,
its orbit greater than ours, like a kind, older sibling.

i believe
that cosmic space beings are using Mars
as their operative outpost
for an intervention mission on Earth.

Mars,
and the waterfall at the side of the road
are two of life’s many beautiful things,
its joy
precisely proportional to
the time we take to experience it.

i am no stranger to love,
yet each day brings new blessings
and in my heart I know
that the logging trucks, financial institutions and prison complexes

will dissolve at dawn.

extraterrestrials, nature, revolution

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Many many days of rain,
followed now by clear clear skies.
the night is frosty, and the mossy rock mossy.

Like a telepathic friend, the lone arbutus tree
understands my needs
and the grassy knoll doth nature’s virtue extoll.

Upon the emergence of the sun this week,
I set out with garden tools upon deer trail in my backyard,
and made a lovely walking path from the top of my cliff,
through the grove of fir trees, over the ferns,
amidst the old man’s beard (green zen),
switching back half-way down
over the orange leaf floor,
and into my large open yard.

On the far side of the yard, I have planted hedges
to shield my delicate sensibilities
from representations of rural suburbia.

My local gardener supplied me with California Lilac,
which will grow tall and hardy and make vibrant purple flowers.
The flowers in fact may be a little too pretty for me,
but the hummingbirds will love it,
and the deer won’t eat it.

On this full-moon night, to you my
spirit allies
the message I wish to deliver
is not about owning land or buying a house,
but about cultivating what we already have,
as I did with my trail,
nurturing nature and un-succumbing to the pave.

The walk through my trail in its entirety is three, maybe four, minutes long,
but if you stop in just the right places
you can make it last for hours.

Aside from the grassy knoll with its gracious view,
my favourite part is the grove of fir trees.
Large as these trees are, they don’t feel so large.
they feel like a really friendly family that gets along really well.
They seem to know that they will live a long and happy life,
and they treat me as an old friend when I drop by.

When I am in nature,
I meditate a great deal
on the absolute insignificance of success as it it defined in almost every way,
and the paltry purpose of progress as we’ve called it.

When viewed against the soft and silent woods,
these houses, cars, and computers
are specimens of hilarity,

and of all these anthro escapades, the moon could care less…
yet she continues… to illuminate the Night.

nature

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i just saw a shooting star,

the first i’ve seen this year.

it blazed a long trail, its particles
dissolving in speckling flashes

its path vertical, nearly straight down
towards the earth

long journey that speck of cosmic dust
must have been on before crashing into the earth, huh?

like, thousands of years, isn’t it?

imagine if that speck of cosmic dust had consciousness!

i wonder what it would be thinking as it plunged towards its end.

as it is,

it dissolved into the atmosphere
and that timelessness which it carried

has dissolved unto here.

what a beautiful flash it was,
above the screen where I am watching for the first time,
The Dark Crystal.

how inspiring this story has grown as the movie has progressed.
the characters are truly hilarious
(love out to Jim Henson and Frank Oz)

and peculiarly, or should i say, particularly,
the magic of the moment
whilst whennest the star beamed from beyond my screen
was a scene, the only and first scene i have remembered seeing before;

and i recall it from, i believe, young adolescence. i remember the emotional experience it evoked in me then, as it does now. it aroused my deepest conviction to heart, particularly the connection the boy gelfling and the girl gelfling are making. and the scene in which they are lying by a stream and the boy gelfling’s head is comforted in the heart-bossom of the girl gelfling. the essence, the love, which i sometimes seek, comes to me, in moments like this, and whispers reminders of eternity.

oh what a beautiful movie,
and what a wickedly timeless way
to remind me,
shooting star.

such a burst of flash that it took me a second to realize what was happening

a wish? i wish for more wishes! shower us with cosmic dust! oh great powers that be, light up the sky and illuminate the night
let everyone see what brilliance is here already,
what deserves to be preserved,
and penetrate all the way through to the earth,
and strike the hearts of those who crack its skin
and fine forest fur.

that is my wish.

and now it it is time for me to return to my movie.

sweet dreams, mes amis

love, nature

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the leaves are getting thicker on the ground,
making piles to play in.

they are a deep crimson-tinged yellow.

the air is cold and dry.

the night is clear tonight
and the sky is bespeckled with shooting stars.

their frequency is great, their brightness even greater.

one drew directly overhead, in the skyward distance, grand,
serene

another shot so near and so powerful
like a cosmic stun gun

one rained — fell fast
at the mention of heaven

and many more arced, in general agreement,
and expression of
the metta:verse.

with clarity and powerful voice,
sometimes sung and sometimes whispered,
nature communicates an intricate tale of
vast beauty,
profound sorrow,
and great love.

there is a notion in her breeze
which calls us to our higher selves,

beckoning every citizen of earth together
with a voice infinitely more powerful
than that of evil

we are at a party
all listening to a beautiful song
when ocassionally an inconsiderate drunkard named War is yelling out,
getting more attention than he deserves.

next to these stars, and next to these leaves
he seems so pathetic

but with my heart open and my mind aware,

the victims of war are but beside me
as conduits for my suffering
as i am for their bliss.

true peace i have found
by simply choosing it
by listening more to the music and less to the drunkard,

a peace which grows
as humanity evolves
beyond its
adolescence.

here’s to the kootenay autumn,
and to what beauty you have chosen to surround yourself with.

may we live in true bliss
at one with all.

nature, revolution

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ayahuasca found me,

bolivian stylez

i wanted to sing songs for the ayahuasca plants, happy cheery songs.
i wanted to write poems about ayahuasca.

for now, a blog entry

the do:sage was low (less fortunately)
but oh so healing

embedded as the experience was,
in an ancient ritualized context

i felt so extremely grateful to be there,

to be here.

i learned of myself,

and felt my own pain,
allowed it to be,

and now, a sort of tingling at upper resonances in my heart.

healing, re:membering, re:exploring
smiling at my own inner-femininity

invoking the goddess within me.

the ceremony did not take me for a trip per se — rather, it enabled
me to bring my awareness, acutely, to different areas of my experience
in this life. my mind ceased operating according to program and began
operating in accordance with my soul. i still feel kinda silly using
the word ‘healing’, but come to think about it — that’s what i did. my
poor lil’ heart couldnt’a been happier!

blessings to you on this day

evolution, nature

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la lune
synchronic embryonic atuner
offers quiet lessons
collective reflexions

13 moons on the annum
time to stuff the cranium
download the ancient calendrix

applying new tyme systems
new sounds and new rhymes

with the third eye flexed
the terrain’s more complex
yet the path ever clearer

as the day draws nearer

on a clear night
and through the clouds alike,
the moon.

evolution, nature

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