Mountain Moment

The green glows like electricity.  It’s everywhere in the forest. It’s on the ground, stuck on twigs like christmas decoration. I get lost by moving it. The electriciy goes dim, the sky turns blue, my wrist begins to throb.


A beast lives deep in the valley, out of sight, lonely, blue, true to its nature.  Heaven and earth cannot move it into the light until it decides for itself. Footsteps crunch bark, boasting its strength as the day heat dims. While the town goes to close, the beast’s wide eyes glow bright red, so fierce they could start a fire.

The wind pulls tufts of moss from the tall pine, with the broken branch that healed itself, then started growing down until it fused with a granite slab and made a seat large enogh for a family of four.

Over the mountains the clouds drift east until I stop to ponder their movement. Then they stand still, quiet like fog.

 

 

 

SUP with Presence

I paddled yesterday in conditions to my liking. The tide was low the wind was down, the waves were small and the crowds were gone. I caught a couple of waves, and those were fun, but the rest of the time I was sort of out of focus, off balance.

Enter yesterday’s post from Power of Presence titled “Paddle Barefoot – set your feet free!”.

The opening line “Paddle with an open heart and your mind will follow” gave me pause.  The whole post made me ponder adding breathing to my SUP outings.  And while bare feet are out of season for me, the whole notion of bringing a bit of consciousness to my paddling was refreshing.

I engaged with the author, and downloaded a paddleboarding guided meditation.  More on that when I’ve gotten waterproof audio gear.