when i fall, then what? (greenfield, ma hilltop)

if i fall
i know you'll catch me
but are you ready
for my weight
are you ready
for the mountains of my Heart
the crashing waves of my Spirit
the endless vistas of my very Being?
if i jump
will you support my flight
and catch me
when i Fall?

breakfast on a rock- brattleboro, vt

leaves falling
butterflies fluttering
breakfast on a rock
now i eat you
death for life
now you eat me

from the hilltop i sat on this morning in greenfield, ma

patient unending STONE
my feet tingle as they grow into you
sitting waiting watching being
time does not exist
seasons mesh into one another
continuous flow rhythm be
of clouds, sunshine, rain, moon, stars
ah yes, those stars
they too, like us
sitting, waiting, watching, being
i wonder if we are just as inspiring?
do we too glow from a core inner light
sending twinkles far off into space?
the space between Raven's feathers
contracting and expanding
as she circles her air kingdom
spaces between the leaves dancing with time and wind
growing and shifting
then falling, one by one
to mesh back into
patient unending STONE
waiting watching being
growing stillness
space between earth, sky,
Universe

rest and reflection

today i laid on a Rock

like so many other days on other Rocks

watching Sky

thinking about everything and nothing

and just resting

in the Bliss and perfection 

of the 

Now

rain

all the rain 

all the Sacred Tears

Sky held for us

as we cried for our Visions

and Quested on the Mountain

all is falling

held by Mama

Sky has opened

bathing my Heart

in Sacred Tears

the better to see You with, my dear

my Dear

love and thanks

thank you 

i love you so much 

i am so grateful for all you bring into this world and my life! 

thank you for shining your light so brightly

i can't upload fresh photos until i return to connecticut... so here's some more photos from my elder Bill that pretty aptly sum up what others have been doing for me... prayers and candles. 

i love you so much 

i am so very grateful 

and i am writing to let you know that 

i have returned from the Mountain 

i am safe and well 

and my bowl is now full yet empty 

and there is much to say 

but also not much at all 

sometime soon, i will do a Giveaway Ceremony and tell my story then, in connecticut 

for those of you not in connecticut 

we can connect in other ways

call me, tap in via the winds and earth

and we will rub our hearts and bellies, smile, and sigh

with contented connected united knowing

for all that remains unsaid,

is already said

star heart

thru spiraling smoke

bright stars shine inside

i find my way 

back

(Vision Quest this week in northern Vermont. Sacred silence. Prayers, loving thoughts, and blessings invited and gratefully accepted. I love you!!!) 

love

love
enters my life
sometimes with silent padded steps
sometimes like a mighty gush of thunderstorm
sometimes so subtly, like a dandelion slowly opening
sometimes so overtly, like an avalanche stone crashing down a mountain
love
enters my life
sometimes sweetly
like fresh blueberries on a summer morning
sometimes sourly
with an aftertaste of blueberries forgotten in a bowl
love
sits
quietly
sometimes, watching my self as i step forward slowly
love
stands
strongly
as i pick myself back up
from the avalanche
and piece back together
freshly kilned clay
and infinitude of hearts
and potential
rising
from the ashes of fiery flames
fruits borne of sunshine, sweat, dirt, and death
i am
love

(me and Justin just ended our romantic relationship a few days ago. i am doing okay, and grateful for love in all its forms)
(thank you my dear esteemed elder Bill, for the lovely photo, and for helping fire my clay hearts! and growing the tomato heart! :) )