Full Moon

Full Moon

The view from our balcony in Las Vegas

Circle In The Desert~

I found a circle in the sand at sunset.

Mojave Desert, 2015

As the crickets' soft autumn hum...

Oak Tree, Petaluma California

November 29, 2014

As the crickets' soft autumn hum

is to us

so are we to the trees

as are they

to the rocks and the hills.

~Gary Snyder 

Hail Rock Mother~

Rock Mother

(Pachamama)

She is indomitable. 

Silent. Impenetrable.

Interminable. Still.

Autumnal Equinox, Welcome Fall
Mabon, 2014

The Numinous

The Numinous. It is the most brilliant, brightest light and it is the deepest, darkest depths. It's the subtle hum of the entire Universe, at first most recognizable in the beings like ourselves~ the animals. But then too, if looking with the heart, the plants we are also. And the inanimate rocks. The land, the rivers, the mountains, seas and winds. And the discarnate. What Grace in me, inherent in the very atoms vibrating, composing my own body; calls me to remember this kinship. 



nu·mi·nous [noo-muh-nuhs, nyoo-] adjective

1. of, pertaining to, or like a numen; spiritual or supernatural.

2. surpassing comprehension or understanding; mysterious: that element in artistic expression that remains numinous.

3. arousing one's elevated feelings of duty, honor, loyalty, etc.: a benevolent and numinous paternity.

Origin:  1640–50;  < Latin nūmin-  (stem of nūmen ) numen + -ous

nu·men [noo-min, nyoo-] 

noun, plural nu·mi·na [noo-muh-nuh, nyoo-]

divine power or spirit; a deity, especially one presiding locally or believed to inhabit a particular object.

Dictionary.com Unabridged

Based on the Random House Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2014. 

numen  (ˈnjuːmɛn) — n  , pl -mina

1. (esp in ancient Roman religion) a deity or spirit presiding over a thing or place

2. a guiding principle, force, or spirit

Collins English Dictionary - Complete & Unabridged 10th Edition

2009 © William Collins Sons & Co. Ltd. 

Fog Spirit; Anima Motrix~ Goat Rock State Beach

"We are human only in contact, and conviviality, with what is not human."

Fog Spirit in the golden autumn sunlight. Lichen growing on quartz laden rocky outcrops drinks from the fog rising, twisting, whirling, dancing up off of the sea, speaking to us of the terroir's aliveness and offering to make its personhood known... Beings other than human call us to fully realize our humanity.

"Caught up in a mass of abstractions, our attention hypnotized by a host of human-made technologies that only reflect us back to ourselves, it is all too easy to forget our carnal inheritance in a more-than-human matrix of sensations and sensibilities. Our bodies have formed themselves in delicate reciprocity with the manifold textures, sounds, and shapes of an animate earth--our eyes have evolved in subtle interaction with other eyes, as our ears are attuned by their very structure to the howling of wolves and the honking of geese. To shut ourselves off from these other voices, to continue by our lifestyles to condemn these other sensibilities to the oblivion of extinction, is to rob our own senses of their integrity, and to rob our minds of their coherence. We are human only in contact, and conviviality, with what is not human."

~David Abram from The Spell of the Sensuous