I will not elaborate the point that last weekend involved the discovery of a suicide victim...and only minutes behind his family that first found him...made for a hard week on many fronts, and only recently have certain events led to a peaceful reconciliation...and it came from the most perfect of teachers to begin with....Nature. Which you can equate with God. Creator. Yaweh. Goddess. All of the above. None of the above...it really doesn't matter since it is ALL "Source."
So I looked to the Anchors in my Life to steady the keeling ship...anchors are those things that bring you to a 'Home' feeling, things that resonate a 'knowingness' and familiarity so as to help ground us as we move forward.

And so, Thursday afternoon I traipsed out with the Mighty Mercy on our diurnal woods walk, in tow with a new digital camera body for my Canon "L" lenses from my studio film days...darn good Thanksgiving sales at the stores, and I was ready to make the leap to procure it. As 'knowingness' would have it, my second of two pairs of red tail hawks (well, just one of the duo) was soaring in the increasingly strong southerly winds, playing as large-winged avians like to do...nary a flap needed...they simply tilt their head, adjust their wings, and they were off to the races, for time unmeasured.



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“Only in silence a sound,
Only in darkness a light,
Only in dying, life;
Bright the hawk’s flight
on the empty sky.”
- Ursula K. LeGuin
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