Tag Archives: fear
Too many words….
from Diary of a Mad hatter P. R. Lowe, May 30, 2020 Too many voices Too many words Too many lies pushing to be heard….. If you must talk to someone, speak with the trees…better yet just sit with them … Continue reading
Rest Into My Bones
by P. R. Lowe, March 23, 2020 Rest into my bones no use moaning about what is or may be or was I’d like to remember all the words I heard in the night they were wise and profound but … Continue reading
The Great Equalizer & HAPPY EQUINOX!
Someone recently remarked to me that the current “buggeroo” .that is having its way with most of the world (I shall not name it, claim it or put it on a leash and walk it about!) was the great equalizer…much … Continue reading
Love is Here
by P. R.Lowe February 13, 2020 Lovely places… pretty faces gracing the trees and plants with smiles that beguile the caterpillars and bees these are the things to take home in your camera your pocket… your heart they stand apart … Continue reading
Happy Earth Day, Earth
I am here, in this natural environment, more than I am not. And it is a “living breathing organism that I respond to”, as if I were a cell in its bowels; and like the “slight and the obvious intertwined” … Continue reading
Be(a)ware
“Dementors are among the foulest creatures that walk this earth. They infest the darkest filthiest places. They glory in decay and despair. They drain peace, hope and happiness out of the air around them; even mugals feel their presence, … Continue reading
Some Words On Peace
from The Lake by Peter Gill “Many there are who incorrectly think that Peace is passive and free from action but deep beneath the surface powerful forces are at work so that the outer form may manifest serene within the … Continue reading
Something Else (Diary of A Mad Hatter)
sometime in late august… where is everybody? no ravens. no birds. only a lone squirrel. The birds have been scant for some time. is it the season? are they off doing more important stuff? fluffing there nests for winter? or … Continue reading
Heart of the Wild
To this day my spiritual life is found inside the heart of the wild. I do not fear it. I court it. When I am away (from it) I anticipate my return, needing to touch stone, rock, water, the … Continue reading
