Haiku Ellipses...Invitation...Response...

CORKSCREWING AROUND corkscrewing around 1 following into other doesn't seem to end corkscrewing around reminds me of the phrase my grandfather used to use, putzing around, or the phrase the writer Kurt Vonnegut used, farting around...a kind of meandering, with a loose intent, but mostly just being in motion, alert to whatever appears, following one desire to the next, and the process of corkscrewing doesn't seem to end (not like uncorking a wine bottle)...until you're called for dinner... do you have any moments in your life where you can simply explore without an agenda, open to whatever arises, pursuing whatever catches your fancy...take time for such a mini-adventure sometime this week...plan only the place and allow for ample time...let it be simple...in your house, backyard, neighborhood, park, forested area, beach...any place will do, the spirit of the exploration is what matters...

FLOWING COLORS from the golden beach  flows colored waves moving out to meet the black line the golden beach is the playground of life...on the beach, we soak in the sun, meditate, read, draw, play volleyball, hacky sack, or frisbee, build sand castles, chase crabs, chat with folks, build a fire, sing songs, roast marshmallows...i can also imagine all the colors of the activities that we engage in on the beach of life drifting out into the sea of memory, absorbed by the black line, near the horizon, the point at which everything drops into the depths of the sea. what is the color of your life? the color of each of activity you engage in? where does their memory go? do they empty into the depth of the black sea, the place where all colors blur into blackness? what is the process of accessing the depth of the black sea to engage, work with, and transform the subconscious? there is not enough space here to write about this process...I recommend Anna Wise's book,  Awakening the Mi...

APPLEFACE is it an insect? could it be an apple face? insecto-apple at first blush we observe and think X, then considering/reflecting further, we think Y...sometimes, it's possible to combine the two perceptions and arrive at a synthesis, an XY or YX...reminds me of the Platoian idea of "thesis, antithesis, synthesis"...how many conflicts could be managed better if we considered a synthesis instead of taking one side. the next time you feel conflicted, consider the possibility of both sides being true to some degree, and that there is the possibility of a synthesis, however odd it might seem or sound, like the insecto-apple face!

ATOM tiny stars, dots, swirls what in the world could it be? some kind of atom beginning in the center with stars, rippling out into dots, and ending with swirls on the periphery...all multi-colored and in movement with each other, the dancing atom... the atom is supposedly the building block of the universe, but it is made of components, and each of these components is probably made of other parts, all swirling and dancing in relationship to each other...all entangled to use the quantum physics term...feeling amazed at the complexity and beauty of it... what stars twinkle at your center...what are your  core dreams...your purpose in living...how do the dots of life punctuate these dreams, flaring out into swirling activities in the service of your dreams... start with writing about one dream that is percolating inside your body when you bring it to mind...move out from that center creating dots representing different parts/aspects of your  dream...consider one small concrete ...