The Zebra Effect

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Roadside Stand

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Angry!

I can fight it

Or I can breathe into it

But I can’t pretend that it’s not there.

The effort of trying to get away

Is hopeless.

Hopelessness is the downslide.

Fear results.

 

You try it for

Yourself and see.

Fear results.

 

So, I breathe into it and say, “Okay.”

Then I move on to other things.

 

Dance of the Water Spirits

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Illumined

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



The Coming of the Light

Drive in the brilliant sunshine,

Feeling its heat through the car windows.


Then walk in the snow, in the crunching, child-like snow,

And feel light caress your face

While the blue jay cries.

 

Sculptured

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



 

Blue Snow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Haiku

Blue snow and chainsaw

Grind become my step into

Perfect peace within

 

A Winter's Day

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



 

Snow Scape

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Collage

I snip roughly round edges of brightly coloured paper

Choosing in the instant

This shape, that hue.

The magazines have many colours in them

And the choices are deliciously arbitrary.

There are words as well, like beacons on a dream landscape:

New

Earth

Energy

 

I will later cut a bit more artfully and

Paste.

Remind myself of what

Joy looks like

Feels like.