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Category: photography

  • Monkey’s Signless Solstice Sea

    On this darkest day my monkey’s curious from where he’s come from & whether he’ll be gone when he’s no longer here. Zen Master helped monkey realize a key to reality through conscious breathing & meditation. Contemplating manifestation & continuation he began touching signlessness; our true nature of no birth & no death. Just as…

  • Wildfires, Power Shutoffs?! Breathe, It’ll Be Okay

    A grand inconvenience happened on the way to our coast camping holiday. Dry winds of autumn came. Many fled the smoke & flame. Some shelves bare, some lines long, kind patience helps us carry on. Without internet or TV make quality time with friends & family. Pause for a moment, smile & breathe. Natural healing,…

  • Volunteer Presence Season

    Serena felt well enough to be wheeled out & sit on the porch on this warm, pleasant October day. “Do you know what season this is”, she asked? “It’s autumn now”, I said. “No, this is winter, it’s my winter”, she seemingly scoffed. This hospice volunteer smiled and said, “it can be any season you…

  • Being Like Water Together

    Gently going with the flow, carried by hydraulic forces, which powerfully shaped geology on mother earth & made all life, as we know it possible. Paddle with skill & wisdom, Zen student, as difficulties arise maneuver around obstacles & adapt to changing landscapes, be they physical formations or mental formations. May you be like water…

  • Celestial Meditative Healing

    Lately contemplating overwhelming, personal headaches, body-aches and heartaches, while sitting out late at night under real dark, new moon skies. Imagining navigating difficulties by stars, just like our curious ancestors. My dilemmas bearing down as well as those facing all living beings seem less imposing against a background of the universes countless stars. Was that…

  • Aimlessly on Redwood Forest’s Foggy Highway

    Central Oregon low tide, perfect, as is ~d nelson (click to enlarge) Contemplating cool during our summer’sclimate of heat and other midday discomforts.My aspiration -to routinely stop and momentarily realize aimlessness’ present moment chill;that I’m already alright, already what I want to become. Road trip’s meditation unfolds, winding up foggy, Northwest forest coastline. Continuously arriving…

  • Deep Greens and Blues are the Colors I Choose

    … won’t you let me go down in my dreams ~James Taylor, ‘Sweet Baby James’ Dreamily remembering my 4 year old selfsaying , “my favorite color is green.”It remained favored for much of my life.I still seem to like it a lot. “When people see some things as beautiful, other things become ugly. When people…

  • John Muir’s Divine Yosemite Conviction

    With thanks to one man’s total conviction to conserve & protect, we can find our faith in being a small, but mindful part of earth, sky & beyond’s grandeur . The italicized words of John Muir elegantly illustrate my photos, below. How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains! The clearest way into the…

  • You, Me, the Sea

    From this glowing long-cycle’s sweat. To these lines from sadness’ dried saline tears To this semen which has produced nothing yet. To drops of blood from actions taken in anger or fear. Even millions of years after ancestors evolved from the sea. Still the sea’s salty currents flow all throughout me. The bells of mindfulness…