Soul Finding
BEARING YOUR SOUL DIGGING IN FOR THE SOUL OF BRANDS I was writing a piece, earlier today, on the concept of baring — that idea of revealing, versus the other similarly sounding expression of bearing — which is more like “carrying” something. To bare, to lay open,...
Scribbling Dreams and Inspirations | Journals as Palettes of Magic
The Scribble Book | The Journal as Magic Markings I have some books, journals that I’ve made, that only contain scribbles. Scratching. Scarring. Scripting. What I think is: that the scratching and scribble of antiquity, the ancient sound of drawing, the scripting of...
Night is drawing nigh, drawing at night
Working at Night — Night is Drawing Nigh Working at night, working at candlelight. Seeing by fire. Some nights back, as I was on the farther shore, waiting for the night boat to come crossing, I was drawing in the dark, with light. Dawn was shooting these images, with...
The Whorl Stone — the Rock That Turns
THE STONE THAT TURNS AND TURNS AGAIN. When a map becomes clear, there’s a path that could be drawn. It might not be for all to see. Others might see it, take those fragile steps into the unknown — and some: never again venture into the risk of the unseen, the...
The Turning Path
WHICH WAY, GO YOU? THE TURNING PATH THE PATH THAT TURNS, AND TURNS AGAIN. EVERY TIME, BACK TO A PLACE. SNOW IS FALLING. A DEEPER COLD EMERGES. And, in the blinding snow, the sun is so bright that the trees are lit from beneath, it’s a brilliant day. Light filled. Out...
The Light Finder
THE BIRTH OF LIGHT THE QUEST AND THE LEGENDS OF THE LIGHT FINDER I was holding light, an illumination that reminded me of a salamander of the luminous, curling like an embryo — light lizard. This, on a full-mooned night, the radiance spilling down and lighting the...
THE TURNING
I’m looking for paths. The turning — Every thing turns and spins in its order. What? That? I’ve been out, looking at the stars, pondering the turning — and now, the great waves, that roar and roll, persistently. Listening to the water — the turning and churning, waves...
LOOKING FOR LIGHT | THE QUEST FOR THE LUMINOUS
THE ALLEGORY OF LIGHT — AND THE SHINING WITHIN —- Aren’t we all looking for light, looking into the light? Seems that way. I look in the light and I look into the dark. I live in both of those presences. That which illuminates, and that which darkens — for they are...
Happy Handwriting Day
According to the Writing Instrument Manufacturers Association (WIMA) website "The purpose of National Handwriting Day is to alert the public to the importance of handwriting. According to WIMA, National Handwriting Day is a chance for all of us to re-explore the...
The Allegory of the Seasons: The Fall
The Poetry of Transition It is curious that only two seasons speak to action: the Spring. And the Fall. Winter doesn't describe much, unless we are to infer...inter-ruption. Etymologically, winter is derived from the Old English: water. Summer is merely, in its...