My sails catch wind from inhospitable surroundings into darkened waters. And to see any light only intends to surround me with more darkness. It is in this velvet serenity that at times I feel most at home. Give me the bare shadow of a new moon or the slight crescent of the bull moon so not to take away from the seemingly contradictory warmth of a dark cold night. I visit this place often and its focus is always on a new understanding, a perception different from the previous stay but somehow the same in its approach to life and love.
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As children, we ran thru fields and meadows and trusted woods. Dragonflies flew around us, amongst us, hovering above us. Born of the water, they originally were thought to be the water nymphs of the great god of the oceans, King Triton, where all waters meet. Continue reading Dragonfly
The sharp edge of a razor is difficult to pass over; thus the wise say the path to salvation is hard.
-Katha Upanishad Continue reading The Song of the Sirens
Our Pilgrim recognized the three aphorisms found in the composer’s desk after his passing. They are Egyptian in origin and although all three are similar in meaning… the emphasis was to stress his conviction in the manner in which he lived.
Deciphered from the original Coptic, they translated to: Continue reading The Pilgrim, the Composer, and the Captain