Posted on August 26, 2015 by Nik

Perspectives

On his way back to Earth, having just walked on the moon, Apollo 14 astronaut Edgar Mitchell experienced a radical transformation in perspective and thus consciousness. As he approached our planet from beyond it’s sphere of influence, “he was filled with an inner conviction as certain as any mathematical equation he’d ever solved. He knew that the beautiful blue world to which he was returning is part of a living system, harmonious and whole—and that we all participate, as he expressed it later, “in a universe of consciousness.”

Getting a handle on culture, perspective and future.

Consider this: there can be no omniscient, impartial chronicler of history, culture or identity – it is all subjective. Accepting this on the cultural scale has been a tremendous liberation as I understood that my people, my city, my country, the English speaking world, are not necessarily better. There are of course no “chosen” people anywhere and indeed, my spiritual beliefs are equal to any other aspirant of the divine whether Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist, Pantheist, Shamanic cosmologist, or astronomer on the road to awe. Read More

Posted on January 6, 2015 by Nik

ecstasy / rapture

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThis morning, through the twilight, the sound of lovemaking enters me through the open window – such an arousing, hauntingly beautiful sound – a sound that could heal the world. Strange though… whenever this ardent song strays on the breeze, it’s only ever that of the woman I hear, never the man lost in his own rapture. What’s up with that fellas?

Posted on January 5, 2015 by Nik

Invitation of the Ancients

Lithe bodied,  we dance tall
swaying arcs of verdure leaning
into curved mists of space and aeons
as heaving earth-body
pulsing in tune,  exultant
sun,  sultry moon
we sink our roots,  feeling
deep around you,  and swirl
with wind,  and stars reaching,  we rise

upon the long song,  of creation. Read More

Posted on January 2, 2015 by Nik

The Return

Ekphrasis to Rilke’s Turning Point (below)

letting all the deep
rivers of the world – rush in /
cracking open the quartz prism
of your being – you surrendered
– you no longer had a choice Read More

Posted on December 4, 2014 by Nik

The One

Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou can’st not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold lover, never never can’st thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal – yet do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
Forever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

Keats – Ode on a Grecian Urn

WINTER: In the darkness, gestation.
Until the Phoenix rises, once more, exultant, free
to love and love again, soaring across
the ancient white peaks, the dazzling, clear blue
skies… Read More

Posted on December 1, 2014 by Nik

Letting go

This evening

the burgeoning crescent moon hovers low 
over the western pacific
a veil of ocean mist rising up 
to kiss beyond 
the mountains – where I lay
in these steaming waters –
earthly aromas
rose geranium, thyme
rustling bamboo leaves
quiet cricket’s trill… Read More
Posted on October 22, 2014 by Nik

ship in the night

(ghazal)

I called to my lover pining, under the moonmoon
yet alone I remain waiting, under the moon

Searching heavens deep, she is sailing
mid silent stars, scintillating, the moon

Bold round gate, to silver garden framing
ferny path to heaven, calling, the moon

Sublunary torment – fruit of desiring
sweet, gravitas – gratifying, the moon Read More

Posted on September 16, 2014 by Nik
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equinoctial

tree of life-light

Half moon waxing or is she waning did I lose my sight

heaving moon half dark half heavy moon light

pulling at this floundering soul one long or lonely night

and somewhere peers an owl west or east at the speckled sky
sitting naked up-on the roof lanky cat and I
as from the north blows in a wind  Read More

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