Category: writer
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Brighter Diamonds on Haight-Ashbury
We block our light because we don’t believe in our own brilliance. We are more than cobwebbed echoes floating through eternal space. We are brighter diamonds, sparkling in the deep night sky. ✨✨
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There is No Dark Future! 1
3 year bloggerversary! “There is No Dark Future!” We are brighter than ever! It’s kismet to be back in Colorado as several writing projects are rapidly spinning into fruition. Here again the journey wraps itself into ever-expanding circles of eccentric concentricity. You see 4 years ago I heard a calling from my Higher self. Spirit…
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The Delicate Arches
We hiked in a 108 degree Utah sun. The journey itself a sort of tribute to 2 sandstone sentinels of the desert. But what is heat to 65 million years of stratified rock? To Earthen towers whittled into brittled brilliance by erosion, by wind & rain?
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Beyond Thunderdome 2
Get out of your thunderdome! You get to create the rules and tools to get you to the next part of your life. Beyond the ideas we’ve been programmed to believe. Past our personal and societal impositions. Belief in your future before it has happened is the most powerful instrument in your toolbox of creation.…
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Chain-Chain Change Part 2
While tethered to the canyon’s chain, I had a realization. We spend half of our lives deprogramming ourselves from the bogus agendas of lack-based mentalities. Now that more of us are coming to know this- we have a chance to create the life which works for us, the greater part of human civilization, and all…
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Chain-Chain Change
Hikers used the chain at Angel’s Landing because it was a 1,488-foot fall to the ground, but also because the chain existed. Simply looking at the chain caused many people to become fearful. For inexperienced climbers- having a “safety net” of sorts was important. Of course I went off leash most of the time. Not…
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Beyond Thunderdome
I didn’t know I had fear of camping in the desert until confronted with the reality of its stark dry silence. The solemn landscape loomed with limestone and clay towers. Canyons leftover from a former ocean. Approaching the desert, I suddenly became claustrophobic, small, and unsure. Surprised by my reaction, I thought,“those feelings happen in…
The Free Radical 