To be a Mountain

Today came in heavy and soft
from under the door frame.
It is fall and the green glory of summer has faded
It is almost Halloween
almost an election
a wedding, a birth, a funeral
it is almost winter.

Today I will walk the dogs.
They will scurry up the hill leaving me behind
Then turn in a joyous return.

Today I will ride my bike
Water the plants, cook and eat,
Visit some friends.

Today I will be good.

Because today, this morning
I am facing the mountainside
outside my window,
honestly.
Fully aware of its incredible inconsistencies
which is what it is
and why it is so profound and poetic;

Because those tectonic plates would not stay put
but continued to shift and sway
to the rumbling rhythms and rancor
perpetually pulsating from Earth's center.

Beware of what those placid plains have to say about death and living.
When the heart receives the call to crash and collide with being,
become a mountain.

Heavy and soft,
rocky and rounded,
paradoxically perfect;
enduring of those today's almosts
watching them turn into yesterday's alreadys.
We will gaze up at your towering display of imperfection
and long for such bold sincerity.

Me and my dog Olive

Morning Meanderings..a work in progress

Rustling white bedsheets
fumbling through first thoughts
Recognizing
the silence
the sound of waking life.

Familiar functionings
cracklings of ankle-hinge
involuntary inflation of lungs.

It is today, again.

The truth of this
and the fallacy of all such time-bound truths
accelerate the movements.

Platelets and plasma
pursue their transformation
deep blue bright
red pounding

The Grand Drummer drones on
giving and taking
Time
turning and ticking away.

Works of my friend Peter

My apologies dear ones

As many of you may have noticed, I have been slacking in the letter writing/responding. I am very sorry. I have been thinking again about selling my soul for a cell phone (it sounds a lot more painful then it will actually be) so I may be able to speak with you all. This is a tough decision for me so I am open for any opinions, questions, comments, etc.

Soon to be home

I will be living in a small brick building behind this jailhouse come November....

Golden Box

Rae now has a little golden box and matching key to receive letters and things from you all.
Box 630

Bisbee, Az 85603

Back at it

So, I have not posted here in quite a while. I was negligent, true. I have been sharing a blog with my dear friend Lindsay, yes. But this morning while browsing through the Bisbee Copper Queen Library I have decided to start back up. I am without a phone or permanent address so I thoguth it would be good to return to this blog to let ya'll know what's happening in the life of Rae. (Ya'll has been adopted into my vocabulary). So here is the latest....

Two days ago I moved my life (hiking pack, two boxes of books, bike and dog) from Douglas to Bisbee, Arizona. I work in Bisbee at a natural food co-op and teach yoga. I have met some really great friends here and have been warmly welcomed into the community here. For the next three weeks I will be housesitting/dogsitting for this man named Andre on the side of a hill here in town. It is a beautiful quiet place with a veranda and clothesling outside my window.

When they return, I will go to Philly/Baltimore to go to Hannah Vail's wedding, see my pregnant Sarah and visit Jessica on the farm. Then I will return to Bisbee and move into an old brick building behind the old-time jailhouse-turned-travel agency. The building was once an ole wine shop and cellar owned by the Italians back in the 1920's. I will live near my two goo friends Jade and Peter who have a garden outside my front door. The Mexico border at Naco is 15 minutes away and I will be able to volunteer there at the resource center for migrants. I know nothing more of the future than this.

I hope to write more and share my writing, paint and draw and cook and hike in these mountains. I also want to learn to play harmonica. This may take some time, but for those of you in Seattle, I will be up there in the Springtime to visit and celebrate Abby and Jake's wedding.

Here is to new beginnings...