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Tuesday, 20 June 2017

Restless is the Heart of an Exile (for Trump exiles from Amerika)

This little town holds
a contained and fragile charm
where my elsewhere-birthed spirit
learns to survive.
My sustaining friends candle it into home
though shadows shimmer in curtained corners.
The land of ancestors buried in hard-won sacred soil
calls out to my waiting bones...
I am forbidden to answer,
grieve for my moment to come
when alien soil covers restless remains
and spirit hovers between
the world that barely embraces me
and the pulsing claim of blood and ligament,
heart, spirit and tribal ties
that scream for my absorption
back into fiery particles that stoked my entity.
Wine cannot placate, bread of other fields seldom satisfies,
a communion I must re-learn.

Katherine L. Gordon
for  Trump exiles from America.

A group of asylum seekers — two men, a woman and a baby — cross the border illegally from the United States into Canada near Saint-Bernard-de-Lacolle, Que, on Monday.

Friday, 2 June 2017

ZenRiver redux

Hi Fran,
I enjoyed my visit so much yesterday that I went back today to prune the apple trees - glad to have an excuse  ;  )-   I pruned the 2 trees on the west side of the shack, and I left the blue chair where I cut the biggest branch so you can inspect the tree. I also pruned a major branch from the tree near the entrance path, and I cut down the little dead spruce where the wicker entrance used to stand. Then I had a nice fire in the pit beside the Jimi Hendrix tree stand and burned all the dead wood.

Afterwards I enjoyed some more beerzen on the shaman shack deck. Five minutes into meditation and a high pitched chirping kept disturbing me. I remembered a wren used to nest in the deck's rafters, but when I checked that spot, all I found was your bogus security camera! Then . . . over at the feeder - a gorgeous male cardinal was demanding my admiration, which he got for over five minutes. I've learned that when meditating in nature, especially at ZenRiver, it's wise to pay attention when some being insists on interrupting. I don't know if nature is responding to the stillness of a human sitting in meditation, or if it's the positive vibe the meditation gives off!


look at me
look at me!
cardinal at the feeder

On 2017-06-01, at 8:36 PM, Fran wrote:

Hi Chris,
That's great, glad everything looked secure. For sure, if you get a chance, please have a go at those apple trees. The grass is growing so damn fast that all I usually get done is the meadow and the "driveway" mowed. I may have to let a few of those trails grow in if it doesn't stop raining so much! Last year I had very little mowing to do :)
Thanks much for cleaning the screen out and glad you enjoyed your visit. Me and the pups hope to be up on Saturday.

On Jun 1, 2017, at 3:47 PM, Chris Faiers wrote:

Hi Fran,
I paid a visit to ZRG for a few hours this aft. Bugs weren't bad - only a couple of mosquito bites when I walked back to the quarry around noon. I sat on the deck after the short hike and ate lunch and then enjoyed a half hour of 'beerzen'  ;  )-  Love the colourful new 'tree of life' prayer flags! I cleaned the screen mesh on the rain barrel - good idea to do this from time to time. Also the 2 apple trees beside the shack on the west side have some major dead branches which should be cut out. I don't mind doing this if you'd like me to. The shack looked very secure, thanks I'm sure to the new heavy duty double locks.

Image result for pic cardinal at feeder

Sunday, 28 May 2017

Late Spring Sonata: Katherine L. Gordon

I vibrate to Bach’s cello
reach hidden stars
return breathless
to see my garden with fairy eyes
and all the world
a symphony
where I long to soar with birds and leaves
not stay grounded,
for I fear the tears of earth.

Katherine L. Gordon