Wonder of nature

Churning echoes from afar

Roars into my soul

I received a tsunami Alert this morning as I opened my Gmail. I didn’t know it could that, so thanks Google for that.

I checked the expected arrival times for the waves here on the Pacific Northwest Coast and…

Standing on the bare ground, — my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space, — all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or parcel of God…

If you wish to know the divine, feel the wind on your face and the warm sun on your hand. — Buddha

We are seekers — you and I. From birth to death, we wander this life seeking the divine in all its myriad guises. But it is the inner…

And Gandalf said, “All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us”. — J.R.R. Tolkien

For Christmas I had wanted to give my three wonderful children a gift that only I could give them — my memories of their childhood. For years, I…

Powerful winds were blowing this morning here on the Pacific Northwest coast. As I walked onto the beach I glanced up to see this majestic eagle gliding gracefully above me. I think of my departed World War Two veteran Dad whenever I see an eagle on the beach.

The day…

In a world where death is the hunter, my friend, there is no time for regrets or doubts. There is only time for decisions. — Carlos Castaneda

Winter’s biting winds blur the fine line between life and death. Just like life, no matter how bundled up against the unexpected we…

I tramp a perpetual journey.Walt Whitman

The pulse of change throbs away within the journey of the human spirit. Occasionally, a subtle shift in the ethereal breeze triggers primitive instincts. Intangible forces raise the hairs on the back of the neck and stipple the forearms with goosebumps. Ancient…

{In a new style of prose-poetry}

I stand unadorned before the Universe

Poised at the threshold

Betwixt the boundaries of water and sky

Supplicating in solitude

Awaiting redemption

Within the gyres of uncertainty

Astride the fundamental boundary

There is only now

Not then or when or how

Spirit-wings sprout fully…

C.E. Wheeler

Writer, Artist. Manifests Positivity. Neotranscendentalist. Spiritual nature. Taoism enthusiast. Editor & Univ. Lecturer in China 12 yrs. Https://cewheeler.art

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