The Zen Porch.

Maybe meditating on the porch has brought about the amount of Sun we've had lately here in West Seattle. Or, maybe yesterday being the beginning of the Bronze Age of time when the Sun's orbit has aligned with the Sirius sun on opposite axis but are ascending now, not descending anymore, has brought this to us. The sun's orbit definitely affects/coincides with our human conscience. So maybe since there's been full sun since yesterday morning, Seattle's outlook will from now on be sunnier than ever known before!

"The Song of the Conscious Ant"

This world can offer me the desires of my ego

This world can offer me the figments of my youth

I can carry my life on my back up to the top of the earth

I can stand at the edge of the corner of the continent

I can move like the sea and work like the bee

As though mine is the only work that exists

Until I reach the pinnacle of faith in God

And stand at the ledge of the western corner of the world

And shout up to the sky, to the universe, to the Heavens, to God,

"Can you see me now?!

I am an ant on this earth

Like a pin prick in a vast of holes
Conceived for one form in unity

I have no desire to be seen

No desires for any things

But, for the world I left for this one

The world of life in my dreams."

Just Another Day to Begin.

What if.. December 21st is just another day?
What if you woke up today and everything seemed to be just like the day before? 
What if something passed through our sleeping, vulnerable mind?
What if a change occurred?
What if it was a change in our conscience as a humankind?
What if suddenly everyone became aware that something was different.
What if it was easy to love.
Not possessive love. 
Love through believing.
Maybe a mass consciousness of human beings will believe finally love IS the way, the truth, and the life. 
What if you woke up today and felt different. 
What if you only had the capacity to love your neighbor as yourself. 
What if you woke today and you just knew your heart was opened wider. 
What if today the more people you past by the more love you felt for each of them. 
What if today you talked to a friend and noticed them with a new light and they in you.
What if Christ's love woke you up with blinding white light.
What if it encompassed your whole vision?
Like you've suddenly went blind
And had no control of opening and closing your eyes
You couldn't see anything at all but brilliant light.
All you could do was believe in the light.
What if that all occurs within us, and we have the choice to live in that light or fight against it within ourselves. 

"Fear not, for I am with thee"  Isaiah 41:10

"Be still and know I am God" Psalm 46:10

"The only thing to fear, is fear itself." FDR
"All the commandments: You shall not commit adultery, you shall not kill, you shall not steal, you shall not covet, and so on, are summed up in this single command: You must love your neighbor as yourself." Jesus Christ
A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.  John 13:34

Choose to live in love. Nothing else. 


Not in fear. Not in judgement. Not in selfishness. Not in denial.

Jericho.

In the end, you don't need to learn another hard lesson.
You need nothing but to walk in trust.

passion

I am not a madman

I'm a lover

I lose myself in love

and go mad

Fishing Brothers

If

If I were a train, I'd be late.

I failed, and the only thing good I can hope for is change.

Canadian Island

"Life is what you're missing while you aren't making plans."  

- Luke Daniel Mathers

"I AM the way, the truth, and the light."  - Jesus Christ

Matthew 18  1In that hour came the disciples unto Jesus, saying, Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven? 2And he called to him a little child, and set him in the midst of them, 3and said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye turn, and become as little children, ye shall in no wise enter into the kingdom of heaven.4Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. 5And whoso shall receive one such little child in my name receiveth me: 6But whoso shall cause one of these little ones that believe on me to stumble, it is profitable for him that a great millstone should be hanged about his neck, and that he should be sunk in the depth of the sea.

I am
from then on
the simpler of men
the wooliest of fools
the singleton of squares
the blissing mind of windmills
the pedal flight of flowers
the hardest cornerstone
the sign thats always shown

James Kurilla Giftwoods

the beach boys, pet sounds

Since birth, music has been close to my ears. Recently, I rediscovered a song that blew me away with the earliest memories of my life. Laying on shag carpet on a sunny day light coming through the window on the second floor house in the woods. Light and music, and laying on my back rolling around while my mother was ironing listening to records on an orange plastic Fisher Price record player. 45's of the Beach Boys. My mother musta been listening to Pet Sounds as well. The song, it turns out, is Pet Sounds, the title track off that album; I can't remember ever hearing it again in my teenage or adult life. Its a new memory. It's the power of music.
Floating on a beam of light in ethereal surf guitar triumphant horns jungly rhythms empowering bass and mysterious cadences. Early birth sighs that carry me to a pure wide open thought free absorbing pure innocence and being taken way beyond by the experience of music in the beginning of my life.
And the same can be said for the entire Pet Sounds album for me.

I used to make love.

Or did I?
Can you make love
Or just give it?
Can you take love
Or just ignore it?
Can you lose love
Or just lose a part of yourself?

                                                       




                                                        "G  o  d   made the program


               
S wall o w e d  it  w h o l e
                                                       
                                                           

                                                          J  e  s  u  s   made it easy




                      I  c e   made   it   cold."









 - 'Polish' by Fugazi