Moment #3

"Vision waits for voice"

Jeff waits too

This is not real

This is not real
it is someplace moved to feel
made to be
away from plain
closer with each twist
south of sane

I am right here
the trees are left here
they all lean that way
the sun goes down each day
it can be alarming
and then too charming

shaping the world to my whim
branches dance
as light grows thin
the dancing was a wish I made
the light's escape
the price I paid

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Something to start off the year - a fast write - Don't Know?  Oh well!
Jeff dreams

One Year

Well I have been blogging now for one year. Sharing images sounds and ideas all throughout 2010. I think I'll continue into 2011. Please take the time to visit my other web places listed in the side column. For those of you local to the Philadelphia area be sure to visit the "Playing With The Spirit Coffeehouse" Link. I look forward to continuing to share what I can when I can. Thanks to all who stop by.

Jeff at one

notion #13

 The individual is an illusion 
We are connected to everything
the twisting of the leaves tell me this
the bending of the water around the stone
speaks of this 
your turning as I enter the room gives it all away
my emotion 
my intellect
my every social interaction
the very touch of my physical being
surrenders this thought to me
over and over
in every moment
of everyday.


More latter
     Jeff not really

Update on old post

In my post of June 9th I shared parts of furniture I was building. I said I would share pictures when the furniture was done so here it is. Pop back to the June 9th post if you want to see what I said. Enjoy the pictures. 

Jeff sitting

this season

As I enter the Holiday season I always find myself looking for the real message. I look to friends, nature, the over all energy and movement of the season. Sometimes I find it some years it just comes and goes. One morning outside the house I am working at currently, I was putting off working by taking pictures of the trees. Later on that night (just a few nights ago) I put this image together. I call it "cracked vase".

 We live in a time of much brokenness as did this child Jesus. No mater what you believe this child grew to share a simple and yet complex message that if we could see past our fear and love each other with out conditions we could heal a broken world. I do not believe this child expected religions to be built around what he said and wars to be waged in his name. He simply wanted us to be together, truly together. It is that being together that is our greatest challenge. We still scramble around like frightened forest creatures gathering all the things we think we need to survive. Don't expect me to share some answer to all this I am as frightened as the next critter. Just keep looking to the creative spirit for guidance, always struggle to see in new ways and share what you feel with those around you. Allow growth, change, things must change, do not fear this. I know this is easier said than done, but we need to keep telling ourselves this. I hope the season gives you visions that eases a bit of your fear.

The Cracked Vase

The vase had been cracked

For all the years I was aware of it

It held a feather

She had pick up on a walk

The feather she said

Carried a prayer

Up to the heavens

To Gods ear.

"Awaken, awaken little one

The earth it moves with you

Bend down near it

And rise up from it

In every moment

You are new."

The vase was always cracked

But it still holds the feather well

The prayer had gone it's way

Along time ago

God has heard it full

And keeps handing it back to me.

Jeff then

Here is another story about broken Jars.

 Follow the link: http://www.innerfrontier.org/Practices/TikkunOlam.htm

moment #2

"words of another world"

Jeff reading