Tuesday, October 28, 2008

find me in new places

i am moving on.
i've learned what i need to go on,
now i'm colouring in:

colouring 101

Friday, October 24, 2008

how i wish i was a turtle

can't you see i'm not home?

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

the luxury of weird

i have the luxury of being an oddball.
essentially, this means i can say pretty much anything i want.

get outside your editing processes.

Monday, October 20, 2008

rearranging to-dos and to-donts

hey you! shiny potential.

what charges your batteries? who's batteries do you charge?

simply: what makes you smile?

i must admit that i have been neglecting joy. i have forgotten to prioritize rejoicing. sure, it happens on its own sometimes. but i have been giving more strength and voice to my malaise.

and so, i am given room to improve. to evolve. to blossom.
we, lucky creatures.

i'm putting rejoicing back on the list.

tell me where does it fall on yours.

and you might want to add boogie boarding
boogie boarding on subtle air currents.
it's a rush, love.
a rush close to the Sun.


Sunday, October 19, 2008

stuff magnet

i'm packing and moving again.
and while i don't mind the packing and moving again
i'm tired of the stuff magnet i've become.

brink erosion

it's hard to say really
the brink of insanity and the brink of destiny feel a lot alike
so you can see, then
why i hesitate to jump right in

i imagine i'll just fall when it erodes

Sunday, September 28, 2008

your eyes cannot pretend

i forgot about this place
where everybody has a face
that everybody hides behind

but i know just what you mean
and i know just where you've been
cause i looked you in the eyes and i'm not blind.

human rules?

i'm having difficulty making sense of you.
and you, quite clearly, are having difficulty.
whether or not you are aware of it.

i may be more open about it
but it doesn't mean i'm more scared.
i just forget that we're humans.

anyway, i'm just pretending.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

i know, right? what?!

you are like a chinese torture device that's all you say.

alone in a club full of people

follow me.
i'm going to a good place, and i'll take you there.

and ok, so maybe you can actually jive,
but that doesn't mean you are most perfectly suited to this.

i know you're the boy,
but i'll lead.

and just because you can't put your hands on me,
doesn't mean we can't chill.

everybody's communicating physically these days.
did you just pour beer on me?

Friday, September 19, 2008

it's for crying out loud

i know, right?
you are digging this, too.

all those miserable complaints of yours
are lies.
you pretend.
it's just a humble thing.
i know you couldn't possibly believe these things.
i've seen you smile.

but nobody gives a shit about humble.
love it out loud.
run a workshop, even.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

whoever you are.

i have missed you.

Friday, September 12, 2008

hanging by your thumbs

into the deep blue sky

in a soft downy nest

upside down
wrong for a bird
very strange

i feel upside down here

(a little primary/junior action for you:
found poem based on the book, Stellaluna by Janell Cannon)

Thursday, September 11, 2008

i appreciate your looking out for me

but the universe does, too.
did you hear the sparkle in my eye?
can you see my heart sing?

this dimmer switch

what to say about it, then
to make you see the difference
between the shiny place you live
and the miserable you create
other than to just let you?

you are only aggravated
by the light i shine

and your eyes need time to adjust.

Friday, September 5, 2008

ring a bell

the whole thing is just an experiment in behaviouralism. without so many of the control groups.

we're not so much greater than pigeons or dogs or horses.

though maybe pigs and cows have something on us.

fancy pants and kicks

i will wear your fancy pants
but i cannot support your anti silly stance
and i will not limit these joyful outbursts

what's next? imagination?

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

not just a t-shirt

God's getting hip, loves.

i know you're used to hokey, self righteous, confused messages. but God's getting hip. and we're witnessing it.

testifying just got so easy: Christian Shirts

standing up, while i tell you to sit down.

so i guess i'm officially shaping the future now. i always have been, i've just upped the level of responsibility. now it's clickety clack, clickety clack up and down the hallways. and with the right shoes on, people automatically respect you.

personally, i'm digging the lady down the hall in the birkenstocks.

kid, i don't blame you.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

while Spirit's just doing it's thing

sometimes i like to climb inside my mind and feel what it's like to be me. listening to myself listening to music. watching myself watching myself, only from the inside, looking back, while i'm on either side. experiencing myself experiencing myself experiencing myself. noticing how my body feels while my Spirit gently massages my skin. noticing how i'm just ignoring it.

we, spies and fools.

tracing your finger on an infinity symbol

in this continuous moment,
h u u u g e  and instantaneous

in the ancient river babble,
time traveling

in a sheet of rain,
connect the dots

in Life,
just now.

this just always going on with life,
pine cones, falling, falling.
incessant whirr.

we're coming at it from every direction

that's some intense fourth dimensional energy density connection you have there.

saying goodbye is falling in love

like ok i loved you already.
but now it hurts to bursting.
and feels really good at the same time.

Saturday, August 9, 2008

backyard messages

shades of peace and love on a garden stone

Friday, August 8, 2008


we're pretty much just digging holes all day. and getting to know each other in between. digging holes, and we don't even know what we're looking for. we don't even care. as long as we get water every once in a while and we get to know each other in between. maybe teach each other to read. or feel. or smile.

maybe save each other's lives.
maybe carry each other up a mountain.
maybe play out destiny.
just digging holes.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

amazing works

you can either shoot things at and through people
or shoot light and sound through the night sky.

it's that good and bad thing
with pretty much everything.

man, are we ever incredible bright creatures;
getting together to ooh and ahh at the sky.

or then again, we could shoot things at each other.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

stretching is massage

every sensation is bliss
when you are in pure awareness of
every sensation - bliss

motion slowed
until mind takes over
just getting over yourself
and getting blissful about
every sensation

like gravity on my bones
- the tug of the moon -
that great big pulse - You know -
and the coursing coursing through
my bones and how they rub on bone
the muscle bone thing, too
and the breathing breathing breathing thing
this breathing Life into

pulling on my finger and seeing what it's connected to.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

like a lizard slowing down in the cold

breathing so slowly that you hum from the inside
reminding yourself at every inhale
don't panic.
remember the last time.

it's just enough oxygen.

and it's at just this speed that humming is natural
on the exhale, join in
hum along.
move around the line.

it's not just enough oxygen.

so what?

Love doesn't care.
Love doesn't judge.

drum circle, of course.

a gentle reminder
past midnight
in town

wow. it's really loud from over here.

then a stumble
pick me up
these pics

when i really came here for a slide.

so how many circling drums now...?
drum circle guitar already.

and that's how the Universe teaches you to play guitar.

to the expense
of my own guidance - but always
sound advice

but always,
You teach.

Thursday, July 31, 2008

ancient tree in a Grand canyon

every day you hear new things.
so far, a bottomless pit.
excited about all the things i can hold.
i cannot always find them all.

every day you hear new things.
and you grow endlessly.
reaching into the ground and sky.
search for sun and water.

grounded in the earth.

order in the court

how's the day to day these days?

some days my days are hard. some days i make them harder. some days i realize that my days are easy days, in fact. some days, i realize, in fact, they aren't.

some days i come to find i am so much the same as another. some days i come to find myself so much different. and some days, i realize that in fact, we have lived amazingly different lives from people, so different we can hardly know anyone at all, but in fact, we still understand people in a much more profound way despite this difference, and this way is a supernatural way because how could we possibly understand these people and their insane experiences. from the outside, even, they hardly make any sense. but just think about what goes on in other people's heads!

considering what goes on inside yours.

we're all just going through what we are going through.

and we've pretty much just got to let everybody go through whatever it is they are going through. and just go through what you are going through, too. just go through it despite everybody else. but don't let everybody else effect what you're going through.

obviously they'll be involved.

but just love, don't judge don't judge don't judge. and you couldn't possibly hurt anyone else. least while nobody judges.
this includes judging yourself.
remember that everyone will fabricate whatever reality they want to live in.
we're all doing it.
just shrug and let them get on with it.
cake and eat it.

just love don't judge don't judge don't judge.