Stream of consciousness as I listen to this song sent to me this morning from my son.
Sleep Token: Take me back to Eden. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8h50PjQozw Continue reading
healing
I’ll Be Ok
Feeling both drained and blocked
Creative flow not happening
Just need to scrape a few key people off
Step out into the rain
Lose the shoes
And go to ground for awhile
Recharge. Continue reading
Do-Over
Streams of consciousness come from all quarters,
Hurrying to create a sense of balance,
To find peace in some blessed gathering place.
Our origins are underground, but
We tumble down waterfalls,
Stretch and roll along shores both verdant and blasted,
Before resting in an ocean
That may need to cover the entire world before the end times. Continue reading
Sundown
“I’ll get that for you,” murmured Kathy, sighing, as she rose to fetch her mother’s favorite wool blanket; it had been in the family for ages, but it was the one Elinore had always favored. Continue reading
Winter Retreat
The falling snow piled around his hut, the shelter he’d built at the edge of the woods, from stone and fallen trees, meadow grass and mud, the retreat that was far enough away from the Hold that he rarely got visitors, but near enough that he could watch the lights wink out in the north tower when the weather was clear. Continue reading




