The Tulip Poplar’s trunk holds me from behind, like a strong man with his arms around me, giving me a safe place to relax into my connection – right here, where the trunk meets the Earth, at that place where it goes deeper; where foundation transitions to roots. I can lean all the way into him, and the embrace is so perfect that I can freely use my arms and hands to write; I could rest my head against the bark and fall asleep; I could eat, or pray, or swat mosquitoes. This man has no reason to restrict my movement, to make me stay or force me to leave…my body sits on the Earth and rests on her masculine, upward manifestation, this here Tulip Poplar. Continue reading My Lover the Tulip Poplar – Rock Creek Park, DC
Oakland, California, March 12 2015
Music – Ganesha Mantra (He’s the Hindu god who removes obstacles – much needed now)
Ever since I landed in California a week ago, I have constantly had to be on the rebound from one giant obstacle or another. I kinda feel like one of the Mario brothers in one of those castles – in a full sprint and feeling awesome about tackling whatever is coming and then SLAM! A giant wall of stone falls from out of nowhere and blocks my passage with the full intent to smash me to bits. Luckily I haven’t been smushed, and the stone slabs are more like hard rubber. Hard enough leave me jarringly disoriented but rubbery enough to bounce me back and force me to keep going (when in reality I sometimes I just want to be ‘Game Over’). Continue reading Anxious in Oakland…Jack London Square
Wow, I can’t believe so much time has passed as to put me at this marker. I’m kinda sad at the prospect (reality) of my Appalachian adventure being more than half over, but I still have plenty of time to learn new lessons and see new things.
Continue reading Day 30: Troutville City Park