Monday, December 12, 2005

 

Megan...

...my lovely friend, girlfriend and lover













Friday, December 09, 2005

 

Santa Cruz






Thursday, December 08, 2005

 

Today

Sanctuary

And it is letting go and digging up buried treasures and shinning light on shadows and receiving and receiving and receiving. The way she gives is like that of the rich soil of a garden and what is put in is magnified a hundred fold and it is like turning to face the sun in the cold and it is like, in the summer, resting on cool soft sand or a warm bed in the in the snow…and it is like walking slowly down a long beach into the rising sun and a warm breeze whispers poems to the ear…and it is like a poem to the ear. And the container of yesterdays projections, being torn apart, is stretching the limits beyond previous thoughts on infinity. And it is receiving in a new way, a way that abolishes the fantasy of spoken word threw the reality of action and it is your actions and my actions and her actions...it is our actions. And this sanctuary shall always be honored and even when forgotten it shall be remember again and anew

-JEM



Sand and Infinity

…and then paths, from afar, meandered close to closer...until... they flow side by side and one looks in that direction and the other looks in this direction and paths look similarly in direction. And that deep smile saturates this and over here sees how much there is to and this is experiencing and learning and blessed and grace washes down and sees how completely it is here and how here it is complete, and this is seeing and knowing and experiencing and trusting in a new way...over and over and over and over...and it is so young and old and familiar and bewildering and refreshing and this forgets to and remembers that and this is not separate from that and one is the same as the other and there is simultaneity...and it is as a grain of sand, and as infinity. Excitement pulses threw in layers like the coming and going of swells and sets and waves and this is everywhere and there is surrendering and it is one second old and 2 and 7 and 13 and 17, and 26 and 28 and 39 and 52 and 307 and in this very moment it is all this and in this moment this is all it is.

-JEM

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