tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34789097085315914172024-03-12T19:07:40.888-07:00Nuannaarpoq - the inordinate joy of simply being alive.Nature. Art. Global Healing.Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15782603102207878771noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478909708531591417.post-49408397600580394042014-03-02T15:21:00.001-08:002014-03-02T15:21:57.347-08:00<br />
What REALLY matters?<br />
Being Here. Feeling the warm hum of my body, the peace in my Heart,<br />
my light of consciousness gazing out at the world through these eyes. <br />
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A mind-pausing sunset pouring liquid fire on the water and clouds. <br />The taste of Spring in the air, buoying my spirit after a long winter.<br />Canyon waterfall swimming with a friend.<br />Waking briefly on a summer night, hearing the crickets and the breeze in the trees, and drifting peacefully back to sleep.<br />Jogging on a brilliant summer morning and enjoying this magical physical body.<br />An summer-warm Autumn morning than sent chills through me it was so sublime.<br />Stories around a campfire, feet warm back cold entranced in the flames.<br />A quiet-minded walk in the woods with snow falling and four deer crossing my path.<br />Double rainbow over a misty Lake Superior after a storm.<br />A golden slice of October grass-lying by the lake near dusk.<br />The sound of rain on the roof of my tent.<br />Snorkeling with Manta rays in the Carribbean.<br />A squirt gun fight with my family.<br />Biking home like a laughing madman as a huge storm rolled in.<br />Road trip to my friend's home on the rez in South Dakota.<br />More stars than sky one night in Costa Rica.<br /><br />Remembering to do things every day that my Heart will remember.<br />Don't wake for the wake-up call. <br />Wake up Now.<br /><br /><br />Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15782603102207878771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478909708531591417.post-43768582464276413882013-02-24T11:09:00.000-08:002013-02-24T11:09:06.070-08:00"Contentment and happiness depend solely on the mind, not on external objects or circumstances."-Amma<div>
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Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15782603102207878771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478909708531591417.post-11091728377064971882011-03-30T17:26:00.001-07:002011-03-30T17:26:28.659-07:00Success"There is only one success- to be able to spend your own life in your own way."<br />
Christopher MorleyAndrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15782603102207878771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478909708531591417.post-43028998587697733312011-02-21T16:09:00.000-08:002011-02-21T16:09:22.990-08:00"They deem me mad because I will not trade my days for gold,<br />and I deem them mad because they think my days have a price."<br />-Kahlil Gibran<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5_RcQN19b7UgCHC1ZFw__dkz-HW-uJHM9ilqSRQ6M5gYxFj1vFTqTemG69XMSKR6fLEo1Cp5IS4Ukk35IHwn7XRVvRnFh04yZFUOAGbzobh87YEVq1cBPCOxqhXxK0jQOE3l7grdtSoSM/s1600/iStock_000007305421Medium.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5_RcQN19b7UgCHC1ZFw__dkz-HW-uJHM9ilqSRQ6M5gYxFj1vFTqTemG69XMSKR6fLEo1Cp5IS4Ukk35IHwn7XRVvRnFh04yZFUOAGbzobh87YEVq1cBPCOxqhXxK0jQOE3l7grdtSoSM/s320/iStock_000007305421Medium.jpg" /></a><div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15782603102207878771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478909708531591417.post-68572399853747839732011-02-18T17:24:00.000-08:002011-02-18T17:24:30.235-08:00A Sonnet for SpringTepid green<br />
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Ripe watermelons gush in summer bloom,<br />
we are alive with juicy glow, and find<br />
each bite oozing divine, a tender chime.<br />
Sunlight's been cast, we walk the sky as moons.<br />
Its nectar swallows us in sweet cocoons.<br />
Winter - wistful, always wanting, our minds confined,<br />
deceitful waves disband, unfurl like like time<br />
abandoned, chill winds drain us to pale mushrooms.<br />
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Asleep in shadows, stretch your leaves, go fallow,<br />
the rhythms flow, to listen! - from our roots.<br />
To shrink, to die, to blossom once again<br />
frosted, let dew fill full our dry shallows.<br />
We seep slowly, tepid light green extends:<br />
Chrysalis - a song awaits in verdant shoots.Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15782603102207878771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478909708531591417.post-43981782791667616612011-02-18T16:07:00.000-08:002011-02-18T16:07:38.910-08:00Winter PoemOn Loving Winter, and Walking to Work at Dawn<br />
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This morning, the cold is piercing to the senses<br />
like a swirl of sage smoke.<br />
Pungent, but also purifying.<br />
My heavy boots don't feel so-<br />
as I walk quickly through the squeaking snow.<br />
Past the Sycamore,<br />
brown leaves hanging like tattered prayer flags.<br />
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At the river,<br />
the sun rests in the crook<br />
of a Birch, looking more delicious<br />
than ever<br />
and pouring its blissful juice<br />
upon the Land.<br />
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Maybe in life it's better not to try and rid ourselves of what we don't want,<br />
But embrace what we do -<br />
the passion, the stillness, the peace<br />
the orange-red light bathing the neighboorhood<br />
that I ran out of the house for,<br />
to make sure I did not miss it.Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15782603102207878771noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3478909708531591417.post-19938190204487837992011-02-18T06:38:00.000-08:002011-02-18T16:33:55.066-08:00Nuannaarpoq<span style="font-style: italic;">Nuannaarpoq</span> is an Inuit word which means "the inordinate joy of simply being alive".Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15782603102207878771noreply@blogger.com0