how i would appear before the world that lifelong concern with mirrors mirrors now broken mostly shimmers on the surface of waters...

the man is keeping silent in his hut oblivious of time being a river ripples moving on the pond reflections of ripples in the air what we...

karuna center, serra de monchique, portugal

on the anatolian plateau, september 2018 from my travels to where and nowhere . autrement dit the point of the journey is in the travel ....

windows shut curtains drawn from the paddies sunlight pouring in screeching of cicadas pouring in no one inside no one outside ...

it's destiny you said encounter of destinies should one time we meet it is an overnight stay in a rundown hermitage stars spread...

cold wind roaring through monchique hills down into the valley though silent we stand on your way are part of your voice with...

sitting that mirror where we see ourselves and the many worlds as reflections passing . ripples endlessly fading into...

early morning sitting on the edge of a cliff a sea of clouds to watch blooming mountains endlessly drift away #monchique #retreat...

preparing sesshin inside trees there was i born there each time i die that moment when the owl's last call with songs of waking...

your sojourn in silence and stillness the path is a mirror reflects things as they are thathata thusness you as you are now...

wondrous too our grieving samsara where with a smile adjourning time you tie the seas that sunder us where slowly i waken as you...

here not to grasp here to bear earth upholds us universe motherly we can cry our fill cries heeded and heard stones hear us stars hear...

ease into this the need to know i have blown it out in your heart paths and journeys now silenced are you awake or is this still sleep...

ocean's pure invention each dawn she summons the wind to recapture me from pits of sleep where mere keepsake of their cawing one late...