Oh Mexico

We walk the mountain. Daughter and I connected. Future being planned.

Christmas Day in Todos Santos

Christmas Day in Todos Santos, Mexico has been delightful. I slept for ten hours, wrapped presents in magazine pages and local maps, walked the beach with my daughter Iris collecting rocks and shells, watched surfers ride waves and my Grandson Jackson build a sand castle. Now we're going to dine at the hotel where I'm staying called Hotel Casa Tota which is a beautiful place that I'm enjoying totally. All is well as I prepare for the next phase of the adventure called 'my life'. I know I'm following the right path, but at times it gets so new and different I don't recognize the signs or understand each and every person I meet. I feel fortunate and I'm happier than I've ever been. Alone, independent, healthy and surrounded by loved ones. It's a grand holiday and I'll come back to this sleepy village, learn spanish, eat tacos and drink tequila. Cheers.

Clinging Fire

# 30 Clinging Fire Monday, December 17th, 2012 11:55am PST Flames cling to their source of fuel in order to keep the fire burning. Likewise, in the human world, emotional attachment results from everything that radiates light or warmth is dependent upon something else. Through these dependencies we can see that all things are related, each thing to the other. Awareness of your own dependency on others is the key that unlocks the door to your true place in the world. No woman is an island. Fire is also a symbol of liberation — sending out crackling molecules that fly away from home. Paradoxically, by clinging to what is balanced and true, we gain inner freedom. Given perseverance on your part, this hexagram indicates success. In spite of challenges, cling to what is luminous in yourself, in others, and in life itself, never forsaking your belief in what is right. When events seem foreboding, or people seem oppressive, remember the good that has been and is yet to be. Holding to this idea is to cling to the power of the light and love within you.

We Die Defending Our Rights

Friends, if we must die, we die defending our rights. Quote of Sitting Bull.

Eagle Spotted Me

Eagle spotted me. Rolling earthquake laughing love. Three degree poem.

I Want To Ride With You

I want to ride with you. Grateful for peace between us. Balanced love and lust.

Pork Butt

Preparing food's fun. Love basted in to the skin side. Yummiliciosness.

Let Go

Nothing can be said. Action speaks louder than words. Forgiveness cures all.

Venus Glows This Morning

Venus glows this morning. Love melts ice in Alaska. Friendship grows in cracks.

Fluffy White

I juggle the times. Struggling to maintain what's great. Fearlessly forward.

November Grey

I begin again. Happy with the outcome. Prepared for the dark. Love blooms in me. Thank you for forgiveness. Beauty leads the way.

Love This Life!

Just call me GrandMa. When I hear that word I smile. Watch the children grow.

Hike

My body tells me so. Each step I can feel and breath air. Clear, blue, clean, sacred.

Resolve Of Fall

The arctic air and Northern Lights give signs of snow to come. I love this far flung place. Sitting on top of the world my view has stars in it. They glow cold and twinkle in a code that I can decipher when I'm peaceful. The tribe is all around me. Cradled by the times and secure in the placement, I do not hurt. The story is beautiful as tears awaken me to joy.

Nine Oh Five

I am fortunate. The stars tilted in my favor. Enjoy the respite.

Columbus Monday

I love my people. Vows of unconditional. My heart bursts with song.

New Daze

This is another beginning. Perhaps just a new day. But my heart tells me more.

Harvest Moon 2012

Happy to be here. Log Cabin on West 12th and I. It's always been home.

Shock!

Chester Creek cool days. I prepare for a new place. Bird then downtown cabin.

The rosemond post: Oh Yes!

The rosemond post: Oh Yes!: Finally I see. In this bliss I am content. My prayers are answered.

Oh Yes!

Finally I see.
In this bliss I am content.
My prayers are answered.

The rosemond post: Tender Spot

The rosemond post: Tender Spot: I woke this morning and began exploring a new way to love Alaska. The coming dark days and long months are daunting. The intense isolation...

Tender Spot

I woke this morning and began exploring a new way to love Alaska. The coming dark days and long months are daunting. The intense isolation isn't needed. For years I've traveled here, dug in and embraced the plunging thermometer and slanted sun. It's not necessary to endure that. I can dwell in a softer place. Alaska represents my journey and my adventure in this life. It is a tender spot.

Red Leaves

I wander Hillside.
Only designated trails.
Landslide prevention.

Blue Moon

Full Moon Big and Blue.
All I do is think of you.
Grateful for what's true.

Hold On!

Continue to love. I'm managing to do it. No disappointment.

Posting Progress

Work is my harvest. No one knows when it will end. Enjoy the moment.

Resting Rate

Tea kettle calls me. Stretch and prepare for the day. Happy I can love.

August Puddle

Moving from the Cove. I will explore Chester Creek. Coastal Trail and Dog.

Last Day Of July

Adios July. Thank you for enlightenment. I know it won't last.

Brave Light

Brilliant sunny day. Far removed and pummeled with striking views. Stars brought me to this place. The Gulf of Alaska laps up rocks and waves push black sand and drift. Scent of salt and roses mix fresh with mournful sounds of trains. I rest in the Cove content and free as love washes over me.

Yellow Was

Yellow was! I give it up. Benign romance. Bubbling child like mischief. Abstract story of change. Too free to share. Modest mountain I want for naught. Here it is! Inside us beating. We are one.

Friday The 13th

Lucky has it all. Thick clouds above the mountains. Climbing can be church.

Lilac

In Boot Legger's Cove. Loud Magpies rule a ruckus. Ocean lights my eyes.

I Am

Love me.

June Ending

Alaska summer. I know more now than ever. Secrets are revealed.

Approaching

I find love in work. A drive to smile and flourish. Peace reigns at the Cove.

Receptive

The good boundary. Sending love from this high place. Eagles share air space.

June 11 I'm 57

The day arrived bright. I took counsel from a friend. Loves transformation.

Strawberry Moon

The smile of knowing. Trust and acceptance is peace. Let go of chaos.

End Of Horizon

Move effortlessly. Let everything go with love. Plenty awaits you.

Mug Shot

Sunny day party. Beautiful people all round. Love everywhere.

Sweet Works

The depth of the heart is real. Foolish in a trusting nature we bend. Worry not and amaze with courage. Love never ends it's stinging shocks. Surrender to sweetness.

Church Of Chugach

All the goodness comes. Boundaries are safe harbors. Happy in the sun.

Mamaism

Mama gonna knock you out! X marks the heart. Of a brand new start.

Distance

Freedom from pain is refreshing. Understanding what's best for me is wisdom. Feeling good is delightful. No limping around mixed up about what anyone thinks. That's a gift. Unfettered by snags and traps filled with disappointment. Accepting people as they are. It's sweet to flow. Embracing the journey. Enchanted with love. A singular peace. Turning a corner. Going the distance. Thank you!

They All Call Her Alaska

Armadillo dead. Hundred miles from Hattiesburg. Life's brutal beauty.

End Of April

No one really knows. I find the times so scary. Bobbing and weaving.

Soft Breeze From The Mississippi

Blocks from the river. Returning to the garden. Rose, sunflow, cosmo.