Monty

these photos are from last weekend, riding in the Carcross area

the Watson river

Spirit lake

hmmm, sometimes my head is full of stories

now i don't know what to write

it must be the meditation i am doing

it trains me to become mindfully

which is a contradiction in it self

my mind is more quiet

letting my thoughts flow by

being more in the moment

Really, i am not truth full

the thing is

i am just not focused this moment

maybe other thoughts are on my mind

things i don't want to write about

i find when my mind is still

new thoughts have room to flow in

not the repetitive ones

and that is quite amazing actually

i wish i could sit here still enough and let that happen

here i sit...

how do you write?

does it flow in while you write?

does it flow in during the day

and you recall it?

is it an idea that came to you

and now you work it out?

or like Christopher's poems

where they seem not be your own

but just your voice

or how i often write

i go back to that place in the wilderness

and relive the experience

sitting here i suddenly remember what i wanted to talk about

it's that oil spill

-

Mother Earth is crying

know one seems to know

how to stop her flow of tears

we made her sad

why why does she cry like that

if i only knew

my own deep grief

and truly knew my happiness

yes then then

all these people working hard

to make it good again

would they stop her flow of tears

would she ever be okay again

yes, i do believe in that

if we send her rainbows of our heart

sing her songs of joy

i do believe

i believe in her

i see her amazing strength here

every single day