Category Archives: introspection

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Portland

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I drove the Columbia River Gorge from eastern Washington to Portland, Oregon. An exquisitely beautiful drive. I forgot about green. I forgot about tall trees that compete to reach the sky. Moss that covers everything in sight forming a wall … Continue reading

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Shaft of Light

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I’ve taken to talking to the Boxelder beetles. They are all over my house, so what else can I do? I pluck them up and take them outside, scolding them on the way. But, there’s always another, so I talk … Continue reading

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The Octopus Pulls

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After my last black post, I wondered about the significance of the Octopus. She just came to me and pulled me to her in a strong embrace. What is there for me? I pay close attention to symbols brought to … Continue reading

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Overcoming Blackness

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You’ve heard me. I’m steeped in black, as I say. I tire of it more than I can even say. I don’t want to write about darkness anymore. I don’t want to sing about it. I don’t want to be … Continue reading

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San Antonio Mountain

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Woa. It’s been way too long since I’ve written. Too much to say, rather than not enough, actually. So, I’m gonna go for it and shoot right from the hip on this one. Just write – with little or no … Continue reading

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Black

I’ve been playing this song for weeks now. Can’t quite stop. I can’t belt it out like Eddie does, and it’s not the same with just my acoustic guitar, but I do ok. And it just seems to be where … Continue reading

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Somewhere in the Black Mining Hills of Dakota

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More travels and hiking and love of good friends. A few decent photos. My usual, I head north. I leave New Mexico as our first good snow falls. I ache a bit to leave under such beautiful circumstances. This is … Continue reading

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Anosmia

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I am now wholly convinced. It has been a fleeting thought of mine, but my drive home from work this evening confirmed it. Anosmia is the loss of one’s sense of smell. I lost mine about 10 years ago. My … Continue reading