A Foggy Homeland

The sun that lingers through the middle of the day gets obscured as the late afternoon brings an army of fog that overtakes the land and then retreats each morning. Steinbeck's portrayal of the eerie mist that flows through cannery row and the top of a pot that sits on the Salinas valley each night, are quite accurate. A stillness lingers in the air here...things are much slower and relaxed it seems. Life bustles around me at a warm and yet cool pace. I hear the familiar cry of the seagulls that plague the warf and the row. I see "the lights of Monterey, comin' across the bay."
The warm atmosphere of the west end, ol' factory cafe contrasts with the gloomy grey outside. My eyes tire early here, as the days are spent in a new venture. I drink the new flavor of a red pale ale as I sit and watch the people of the west. I fit here, in this strange land where anything is possible.
I talked with God in the desert, as the eagle flew next to me, on top and beside and ahead and behind, between the mountains orange contrasting with the sky so blue, headed west in new life. A good thing this is, mixed with sadness and bittersweet fear, but the new dawn ahead brings much hope and life.

The first week in a strangely familiar land...a good week thus far, with new mission ahead still lingering, and peaceful sleep enveloping my heart.

Through Land and Love, Through Time and Tales

As the sun chased me it finally took the lead, and as the road westward wound on and on it seemed I was chasing daylight. Only three days it took, from the land of lakes and the beaches of cocoa, to the western shores and the golden sunsets. Being here, I know the way...the roads still take me and the directions are the same. But strange this land is, for my heart hasn't caught up yet. A hollow thing they call "me" looks out on the Pacific, while this mind and body wait patiently for a heart to catch up, as it is caught between two lives. A horcrux that I made long ago remains in the east...attained not by the killing of another, but rather of part of myself...and not for immortality sake, but rather for keeping a part of my soul there, to remember.

A new day dawns and the strength of the heart is apparent...its delicate fiber weak and frail, absorbing the pain that the body inflicts. Yet strong and valiant, holding fast to life and pumping the blood of life through the soul. Music catches my heart's attention, and a longing that was born long ago continues to stir. As this path leads me home, the road ahead seems full of life and song...a new season holding much possibility indeed.

I see people in a new light. Life flows in and out of these places like a river flowing here and there. The river of song starts to flow once again, and bright light and bright life it brings with it...

Love and Love, God and Man

To the west to return the time has come, through vast lands between toward the setting sun. Once weak in returning, one week til returning. I walk alone into a place that's caused abandon, while behind me I still look to see if they might stand by me. The people who support the most have been the ones close to me in the east, those who have known me and what I've become in the year that's past.

Take care to judge slowly, and if love burns within you, abandon the seat entirely...for to judge man leads to judging God. Come down and live among the dead and the dying as I have. Discover a truth and a life that leads to tears of hope, of pain, of joy, of love. Discover what I know you have not seen in all your days. Discover a dream where you wake up, and you're alive. See a life that's so broken down, a soul that has seen the deepest dark and shone the lightest light...see what truth this breakdown leads to...

Love God and Love Man... these are the two greatest commands...the law is dead and is death....

Walk this path with me before you speak...see how life has been broken down to these two simple yet eternally complex truths. Walk the path of the poor and give them what you have before you are quick to judge. My authority is none and I will claim to have no hold over any, for I was not created to be a ruler, but rather an equal to share in love and relationship and communion.

I have something to offer, knowledge to impart, and a path to walk...do not sway me from what I must do at the expense of others. I know full well what I walk into and where I must go.

Love God and give up all your soul
Love Man and give up all your self
Nothing else matters
Nothing.