Feather cloud above the cerulean skin of the Pacific
Yesterday afternoon, walking east of Victoria’s Breakwater along the Dallas Road cliffs, above the brilliant cerulean skin of the Pacific, a cirrus “feat...
Tag: meditation
Lead boots blue sky
For a sky this blue you need lead boots to keep from flying up. Having learned the hard way, I now own lead diving boots. It was on this day last year, when, in...
My Morning Meditation
Having assumed a lotus pose and moved within,having dug out the rot of resentment,having burned the chaff of envy,ploughed the hardpan of procrastination,extrac...
Otherwise known as Lent
For a string of years, near the beginning of March, Deb and I would pack up and go to Whidbey Island. It was a way to shake off winter’s habits—habits of ...