Wandering into Wonder

Here is a post from my latest backpacking trip. I hope you enjoy it!

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“With thoughts clear, sitting silently, wander into the center of the circle of wonder.”

~ Zen Master Hongzhi

The upper canyon and the trail I was following was covered in snow, as were all of the mountainsides around me. My attempts to follow any trail that might have been there were thwarted by an early season snow storm and lack of a thaw. I was pretty sure that I could have figured out where the gap in the mountains was where I was suppose to cross over to the other side but I had never been there before and didn’t know what the snowpack was going to be like on the other side. Pausing, I caught my breath and listened to the sounds of water trickling everywhere from snow-melt, and realized that my feet were soaked from hiking in trails that had become streams. I thought this was going to be my last trip of…

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Clouds and Birds and Trees

Here is a poem that my daughter Madeleine and I wrote together this weekend.

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We see rain clouds moving across the sky

Flowing northwards like a river in the atmosphere

Drifting onward to another time and place.

Wild winter winds whip the tree

Does the wind move the clouds

Or the clouds move the wind?

Wind-moving clouds dance with the trees

Birds fly with the wind, the clouds

We love you clouds and birds and trees.

(written by Madeleine Jane LaFever, age 5 3/4, and David Howard LaFever, age 37)

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Happy Lucky Idiot

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A poem by Nanao Sakaki from his collected poems called “How to Live on the Planet Earth.”

If you have time to chatter

Read books

If you have time to read

Walk into mountain, desert and ocean

If you have time to walk

Sing songs and dance

If you have time to dance

Sit quietly, you Happy Lucky Idiot

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Autumnal River Reverie

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Autumnal river flows

Slow and shallow, breathing

Golden light radiates.

Alder, willow, maple and cottonwood

Emerge out of its banks, skyward

Roots dipping downward, drinking.

We dip our tender feet in

Tentatively, tantalizingly, invigoratingly

Cold long known to salmon and steelhead.

Solar warmth radiates everywhere

From rock, tree and sky

Soon overtaken by cool, upriver wind.

Beginningless wind, always flowing

Deep in the Pacific a storm forming

Does the river know?

Nourishing rains carried on the wind

Dark storm clouds form and reform

Bringing salmon in their embrace.

We walk the riverbank, warm and cool

Lost in reverie, autumn river reverie.


Three Haiku from Deep in the Redwoods

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(1)

Soft scratching way up

High in the canopy breeze

Ah, now I feel it!

 

(2)

Green needles dancing

On the wind, woodpecker call

Looking up, needles fall.

 

(3)

A lone needle falls

Imperceptible wind-mind?

Dark red giants stand still.