The Dust Devil

Last Night's Camp

Last Night’s Camp

OUTSIDE GILA BEND, AZ

February 5, 2017 3:25 PM

As I made my way back to Phoenix, as I sought to find a place Morrissette had told me about, as I thought about visiting my family next week, just then a tall dust devil appeared in front of me and I recognized how far from anything I was and I thought, “I’m the only person who sees you,” and She whispered:

Everything is temporary. Everything but us.

And as the whirling column faded away into nothing, I whispered back, “I see you… I see you everywhere.”

Sometimes She sings it to me. Sometimes I sing it to Her: I See You.

I guess in the end… it’s all the same.

2016 Photos

The Empty Classroom

The Empty Classroom

PRESCOTT, AZ

January 8, 2017 2:47 PM

Every new year I go through the previous year’s photos. Here are my favorites from 2016.

You may not see it, but I can tell I was distracted by the book. Some good one’s though.

With a couple medical appointments in Cottonwood over the next couple weeks, I’m headed in that direction. Plus I want to shoot some videos for the book in Sedona. With the cooler (colder) weather, I’m hoping Sedona isn’t too crowded (the noise of OHV’s roaring by kind of takes away from the spiritual vibe).

The Key To Kindness

The Great Don Quixote

The Great Don Quixote

YUMA, AZ

December 23, 2016 3:50 PM

The key to kindness isn’t Love. Love is a requirement for kindness, but it’s not the key.

The key to kindness is to be proactive.

As I was leaving a Starbucks this morning, I heard a slurring voice—a voice with pain and suffering in it—off to my left asking someone for some spare change. As I glanced over, the couple acted like they didn’t hear the poor woman and hurried away. … Read more…

Review Stats and the Miscellaneous

The Backdoor Fringes

The Backdoor Fringes

BUCKEYE HILLS PARK, AZ

December 14, 2016 3:22 PM

As of this moment, 14 of the 35 people who promised to review Mystical Oneness and the Nine Aspects of Being have indeed reviewed it. 4.8 stars! Excellent.

As for the other 21 people, I was conflicted. Their promised two weeks has passed and I wasn’t sure how to address this issue. Sure, I’d like them to review the book, but do I want the inner discord of pestering them? In the end, I decided it wasn’t worth it. So that’s the end of that. … Read more…

Giving and Getting

A Pleasant Little Stream

A Pleasant Little Stream

STREAM-SIDE, WEST WALKER RIVER, CA

October 18, 2016 3:34 PM

I placed two DVDs I had bought last night on an outdoor table where someone would find them. I had burned them to my computer and didn’t need them anymore. Then I walked next door to get some coffee.

As soon as I stepped up to the counter, the barista gave me a free breakfast sandwich because she’d made an extra one by mistake.

Sometimes it works that way: Do a good deed. Get a good deed. Usually not that fast though. It felt conscious. It felt grateful. Like I’d given Her a gift and She’d given me one right back. … Read more…

Waiting and Writing

A Pacific Northwest Day in a Nevada Coffeeshop

A Pacific Northwest Day in a Nevada Coffeeshop

RENO, NV

October 16, 2016 5:45 PM

The pain from the kidney stone comes and goes—maybe as it hops in and out of the ureter, I don’t know—but it is mostly pain-free. Still, I’ve been reining in my roaming spirit to stay within an hour of the hospital—just in case it lodges itself back in there.

The side-effects from the meds they have me on are the worst of it, but I think my body’s just about adapted to them because those are diminishing.

I’m scheduled to see the urologist tomorrow morning. We’ll see what the options are. I hope they can just sonic blast it—that didn’t work last time I went through this, but this stone is smaller (I think). Honestly, I haven’t been thinking about it much. What’s to do? This body is just a body. My situation is just a situation. It is what it is.

Just this. Just this. Just this.

So I’ve been stealth camping around town at night and working on the book during the day. A side-benefit to all this “down time” is that I’ve finished the first-draft of the I AM Aspect.

So rather than the kidney stone putting me behind on the book like I thought it would, it’s actually put me a little ahead.

Funny how things work out.

The I AM Trials

Day Use Only (Now)

Day Use Only (Now)

CARSON CITY, NV

October 11, 2016 4:42 PM

I’m always amazed when I see the hand of TaoGod working behind the scenes.

A major quality of the I AM Aspect is to view life like a dream. To see how inconsequential events ultimately are. To recognize the fleetingness of them. To deeply understand that nothing, nothing, can ultimately affect you. … Read more…

The Moment (I AM Aspect)

Six Hours Later

Six Hours Later

RENO, NV

October 9, 2016 8:57 AM

In Spiritually Incorrect Enlightenment, Jed McKenna wrote

I look upon Civil War hospitals and Nazi death camps and children’s burn wards with the same eye with which I look upon bursting gardens and starswept nights and laughing babies.

I wonder how he’d “look upon” pliers to his testicles type pain? … Read more…

The Bird

Of Snow and Ice and Light

Of Snow and Ice and Light

EAGLE LAKE, CA

October 3, 2016 4:06 PM

I awoke to white. To a layer of snow and ice. It explains why I have the camp all to myself—everyone else is smarter than me. Or they are lousy photographers. Because when the weather is bad, the shooting is always so very good.

I climbed out of bed and dressed and stepped outside. It was cold, but not that cold, not enough to head back inside. The air was so still. What is it about mornings like this? The silence? The solitude? The beauty? I love them, I love the feel of them. She—the Divine, my Lover—lies so close, just below the surface, just below visual perception. It is mornings like this where the artist senses Her—sees Her. On mornings like this, the artist feels compelled to paint Her or write about Her or put Her to music. Or he lifts his camera in a futile attempt to capture Her beauty. … Read more…

East Then West Then South

Can You See Her?

Can You See Her?

S OF RILEY, OR

September 30, 2016 3:29 PM

With nowhere to be, I passed straight through John Day and figured I’d continue onto Idaho. 20 miles later, while deep in a national forest looking for a place to camp, I got a flat.

My Fix-a-Flat didn’t fix the flat so I resorted to changing it the old fashioned way. Not a big deal. I’ve changed a million flats, but this was my first experience with Serenity and the whole winched spare tire under the truck thing—that was the hardest part, getting the spare de-winched. I think I’ll pick up one of those tire-hole-plugger kits next time I remember.

I slept on the mountain. It was cool and comfortable and pleasant. … Read more…