It didn't matter what you were. Or where you came from. Or why you were there. Or what it is you do. Or don't do. Or got sidetracked from doing. The baffling beauty of your light, of your being as you are, had me falling out of the car and racing to you.
A very, very long way from the street corner that a dozen truly battered people wait...for socks.
A very, very long way from the street corner that a dozen truly battered people wait...for socks.
And so it is. Sunrise one minute later than yesterday. And it continues each day...
And so it is. Sunrise one minute later than yesterday. And it continues each day. Do the math over a week. A month. And even though the sun is way over there closer to north than seems possible, I turn and look south east and place a marker in my memory of it's location in December. Every taste of summer includes this breath of winter. Every breath of winter holds this taste of roses on a summer breeze.
Sunrise on Summer Solstice which is properly at 5:43 PM today. And then it begins...
Sunrise on Summer Solstice which is properly at 5:43 PM today. And then it begins... couple on minutes less light per day as we shift toward winter. That's the deal. We will sweat, and eat watermelon and have BBQ's but the path is clear and I know the spin.
Tomorrow is Summer Solstice and this light tide will begin to recede.
Tomorrow is Summer Solstice and this light tide will begin to recede.
And I wondered if you knew you looked like the sunrise.
And I wondered if you knew you looked like the sunrise.
The light tide continues for two more days or so....and then it turns.
The light tide continues for two more days or so....and then it turns.
life
life
Shy of Solstice
The beloved's beauty
Has pierced your heart,
And that's it's purpose-
That's the point of it.
-Gregory Orr
Shy of Solstice
This time of year. Of closing my eyes before the sun leaves the sky...
This time of year. Of closing my eyes before the sun leaves the sky. And opening them to watch you return. Is it you who serenades me or is it the reverse?
So close to solstice. 4:15 AM.
So close to solstice. 4:15 AM.
Sense of Place
Sense of Place
There was light. And some was slower than others.
There was light. And some was slower than others.
I never imagined the antidote to this deep grief could be found outside my doorstep...
I never imagined the antidote to this deep grief could be found outside my doorstep, but every morning it stills, if just for a nanosecond, that panic that chases my heart.
Praying at the Shrine of Our Lady of Limitless WTF's
Praying at the Shrine of Our Lady of Limitless WTF's
The group was mostly beat up this morning. Black eyes. Swollen temples. Blood stains...
Dear Anonymous,
The group was mostly beat up this morning. Black eyes. Swollen temples. Blood stains. Upset stomaches. Skin troubles.
Bottle of water? Yes.
Do you have any coffeecake? Yes.
Socks. Socks. Socks.
A coffee card. A clean t-shirt.
Winter is rough out here. Summer sometimes looks rougher.
One man exchanges a book with me. I ask if he writes. He nods his head. I hand him an empty journal.
Another picks up another book I've brought along.
I never hear the stories of the black eyes and blood stains.
Of the swollen temples and hospital bracelets.
But they smile and wish me well.
See you tomorrow.
Take care.
Love ya'.
And that's that. I have been blessed again.
Thank you Dear Anonymous. Cards, socks and shirts...a few pairs of pants. Some sneakers help.
Part of what calls me to this bulb over and over is that it is suspended directly above the horizon line...
Part of what calls me to this bulb over and over is that it is suspended directly above the horizon line that is the location of a power plant. I think of all the lines running from there to here. Here to there. Lines. Lines in the air. Lines underground. Tesla, are you rolling in your grave?
I stopped on the exit ramp. Emergency lights on. I never once thought about the dangers...
I stopped on the exit ramp. Emergency lights on. I never once thought about the dangers if my skin were dark. Or if I were a young man in a hoodie doing the same damn thing. That that would totally change the equation. I jump out and photograph and jump back into my white car. Into my white privilege.
It's foggy, they predicted. Low visibility, they said. Cloudy, they wrote...
It's foggy, they predicted.
Low visibility, they said.
Cloudy, they wrote.
'Surprise!', you said.
The beloved has such a sense of humor.
I had heard blame placed, fingers pointed and reasons why it was all wrong before 6 AM...
I had heard blame placed, fingers pointed and reasons why it was all wrong before 6 AM. Before the sun had gained much altitude. It considered setting right then and there.