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“Entering Sedona”
“Suddenly the road curved, revealing a sight that made Amante gasp. Directly in front of them loomed three great cathedrals of rock, smudged to a gleaming, otherworldly eggshell white by the lowering sun. Paz saw bastions and parapets. Amante made out towers and pinnacles. There must have been bodiless soldiers manning those lookouts; there had […]
Continue reading“The Milky Way”
“By now it was late. The scene before, below, and above the friends was marvelous. The Milky Way looked like a gigantic brain spread across the middle of the sky. A central spine of plum purple rose up to their left at a sixty-degree angle. This spine overlay a roughly elliptical patch colored in faint […]
Continue reading“Beyond Differences”
“My friends, words and concepts and logic are not the tools we will need to accomplish our quest. The world is already at war, with words the first of its weapons drawn. It is fighting to the death over concepts that, in most every case, are simply rallying cries for blood lust. Logic is being […]
Continue reading“Keyhole Arch”
“The overpowering physical and spiritual beauty of the scene blessing their eyes continued to hold everyone’s attention. What were words in the face of this? The keyhole arch beckoned to them. Brightly glowing in soft golden light, it might have been the passageway leading to a brighter world. They all felt like knights or priestesses […]
Continue reading“Suffering”
“Great suffering such as this functions like an acid bath, rinsing one’s soul of impurities, stripping off layers of one’s emotional defenses. One’s soul is soon reduced to its essence and quivers unprotected before the world. Suffering is purificatory. How could I ever again take for granted anything good that was given me? The fires […]
Continue reading“Body and Soul”
The tree across the street is old. Its bark is gray and peeling. But now that spring has come, she dons the most delicately green pelisse. She wraps herself in frivolous, youthful leaves. She has come alive again after winter as the ingenue she once was. Such is a woman whom I know, whose body […]
Continue reading“Dawn at the Lake”
“As I stood there on the shore of the lake, I knew that I was living one of those rare moments in life that are so powerfully poignant one will never forget them. There was the sheer beauty of the pale-peach clouds, above us in the sky and before us on the water. There was […]
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