Echoes From The Eye Of The Storm

It is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea – whether it is to sail or to watch it – we are going back from whence we came… John F. Kennedy Continue reading Echoes From The Eye Of The Storm

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Mysticism Of The Grail

Mysticism and the GrailJoseph of Arimathea took from the Vessel a host made in the likeness of bread. As he raised it aloft there descended from above a figure like to a child, whose countenance glowed and blazed as bright as fire; and he entered into the bread, which quite distinctly took on human form before the eyes of those assembled there. When Joseph has stood for some while holding his burden up to view, he replaced it in the Holy Vessel.                                                            -The Quest for the Holy Grail, trans. Pauline Matarasso

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Echo’s In The Dark- Words

“I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all,” -Richard Wright

In an old damp cave or a treasure chest under the sea, scattered amongst pages, worn out pencils and to-do list, I’ve collected fragments of writing without a home, with no prospects in sight. These words are to the point and do not own any lavish pretenses of grandeur. They simply speak their truth as directly as possible, such as the truth a child will convey out of sheer innocence. Continue reading Echo’s In The Dark- Words

The Frozen Man- Go to the Mirror

“If you get the inside right, the outside will fall into place.”
-Eckhart Tolle

When I wrote ‘Private Tremors of the Frozen Man’, I introduced a litany of symptoms prevalent to Parkinson’s disease that most people didn’t know or realized were just as prominent as a tremor in the hand. As time goes on, I discover new symptoms, some I experience and other I may or may not ever play host to. All in all, it’s an education for me and a vicarious one for you, the reader. As I’ve often said, when I was diagnosed back in October of 2012, I didn’t know anything about Parkinson’s except for the handshakes. Now I can see someone on the street and pretty much can tell if they have Parkinson’s or not. Continue reading The Frozen Man- Go to the Mirror

Papillon

Psyche

The ancient Greek word ‘psyche’, is defined as ‘soul’ and it’s also the Greek word for butterfly. The idea of transition playing heavily in their mythology… first, a moth literally transforms into a butterfly, a physical event from youth to adulthood. And second, the soul’s carried by the butterfly which eventually seeks passage into the underworld… the transition from life to death, a metaphysical event. However, we know that we are born, die and are born again each day into our authentic self and the butterfly and its attributes are the perfect metaphor for change.                                                                     Continue reading Papillon

The Call

The CallWe can’t embrace the warmth of the Sacred Father, the sun, locked in our comfort zone, nor without first venturing through the shadow land of the night, the storm… the abyss, the way of the left, the Nederland Path, which can never be duplicated.
-Heinrich Zimmer, The Art of Indian Asia

The Call is like the neon streets of the night and you’re pulled by faith into an immersed tunnel. And what causes you to follow this ever so faint voice in the wind, but convictions of the heart. And it’s telling you to stop being fooled by the imperious ego, who designated itself king of your life. Now it’s time to step outside your small world as in a leap of faith over a chasm or in setting sail to an unknown shore. Continue reading The Call

The Road To Anjou

To be happy is to know where we should be on the path even with pain, in effect living from the still-point of our eternal flame. This is where we grow, step-by-step closer to the Grail… JC

At times the refusal of the journey is the most important part of the path, a turning point that can never be rescinded. The Continue reading The Road To Anjou

Shipmates and Soulmates

What Is Needed

From our very first breath in the temporal realm, we’re drawn to certain characters who leave a mark on our lives. Some are known to us, some hidden or not fully realized what their purpose is. They come in verities of disguises; friends, lovers, parents, siblings, acquaintances and so on. Some invade our lives for a short time while others stay longer. These are Shipmates and Soulmates. I’m sure you can name many who fit under these personas and if you think long enough can come up with many fellow travelers who influenced you in the time it takes to inhale a single breath and then they’re gone. Still, in other cultures where Continue reading Shipmates and Soulmates

Farewell Bohemia

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA“I’ve never known a writer who didn’t feel ill at ease in the world. … We all feel un-housed in some sense. That’s part of why we write. We feel we don’t fit in, that this world is not our world, that though we may move in it, we’re not of it. … You don’t need to write a novel if you feel at home in the world.” -Andrea Barrett Continue reading Farewell Bohemia

The Advent of the Rising Sun

“Four Ways to Love”

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“The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard, but must be felt with the heart.”  -Helen Keller

 

Hope
If I’m allowed to behold one more rising sun
Everything I see is pure as it speaks to me in rhyme
Its’ rhythm moves me forward, its’ essence leaves me in mindfulness
Where all is thou , all is sacred, all is you. Continue reading The Advent of the Rising Sun