The Oldest of All Stories

The old ways of thinking with the body are still solid. In this age of scientific thinking, there are still turtles, that speak to ancient memory.


Turtle Head, Kalamalka Lake

And that old grassland moon just can’t keep down during the days as the year turns into sweet night …


… and her consort from the old days, he’s here, too …

P1280784Zeus, Looking for Fun

… while the light begins to flow away …

P1290526… and his singers with him.

P1290525I Tried to Rescue Him, But He’d Have None Of It

This is an old story. There aren’t many stories. This is one of them. There are also ducks …


… wondering where the summer people have gone, with all their crackers. And the bear ate all the berries. Meanwhile, the poet watches the Birth of the Universe blowing by.

P1290483Lakes Have Skin, Too Kalamalka Lake

Maybe the summer people are shopping for winter?

P1290810Maybe the hawks got them.

P1290215Hawk Hunting for House Cats, BX District

One could spend a lifetime posing questions with no answers, or with answers your body already knew long ago.

P1290666Mountain Sheep Watching Kalamalka Lake

Our stories our old. We know them in our bones. I think that’s why it’s important to keep them alive and to keep telling them. Blessed be.

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