*** This Poem was inspired by my experiences dancing to Kaminanda live in Calgary, AB
Bass Coast is an amazing festival held in Squamish BC. I had the opportunity to go for my first time this year and had…
This world of meaning and history, that we inhabit from within ourselves, is the amalgamated expression of the stories we have learned to tell.…
When seeking the serenity of short mantras sung in silence Seeking to be encompassed by the infinitude of a self-reflective moment Do not worry…
It is found amongst a slight breeze When windy movements spark my own In shiver and chill, That still my body is present A…
I’ve been having this reoccurring sensation; a feeling that the reality I experience as my waking life is really a dream that I am…
Let’s say all that is, all at once is God and we are 4dimensional cross sections of that absolute perceiving itself subjectively through a…
As I began to deepen my investigation into external reality as being a multitude of symbols that represent my inner being, strange things began…
An insight opened during a solo trip through a winter wanderland that was the March Full Moon in Calgary.
I wrote this poem on my 25th birthday, as a gift to myself. Turns out it was really a gift to everyone.
I wrote this poem while living in a Tree house built into a bamboo thatch on a permaculture farm just outside of Pai, Thailand
The days passing have been not unlike the wind in the leaves. Appearing before me as a shimmering flux of beauty and light, Holding…
This poem was written after a night of experimentation with Ketamine, pastels and good friends. Ketamine provides strange and interesting experiences, but I`m not sure it does much more for you then that.
I woke from my dream this morning on account of the soft light coming in through my basement window. The gold of the rising…