It all becomes clear

we left in the dark. A bit foggy minded, a bit amped, coffee drunk, car brakes ruined, wrong keys in tote. To be free. To laugh. To talk. to connect. though I didn't think of it that way until each step made it all so simple. Look,step, stand, look. step stand. We wandered through sunrise up up up. Visited with marmots, laughed at every intersection..and slowly stripped down to that feeling of fight or flight. We were on our way up Meeker Mt 13,900 some feet. Though I don't think the height or distance matters it is clearly the individual mountain. This one would have it all: creeks, lakes, boulders, scree, climbs that seem to catch our breath, and others that kept our feet planted. Wondering weather or not we were the ones who should join old Meeker on this particular day. It is then that all is clear. When you are stripped almost to the nude the true emotions, feelings, all lie on your shoulders. To me this is my meditation. This is when the voices, questions, stresses, cares fade. And it feels to right. All there is it the mountain, my body and a calm mind. Yes we made it. Yes we made it through the times we thought not, through the scrapping of legs, the sliding back and even the Knife ridge. and while we hiked it all made sense Clear.

Fairies and Knights!!

Knights at play!!

Sweet, sticky peaches dripping..dancing Fairy

(Truth insisted on wearing these wings a long time!)

6 yrs ago

music in the background. smiling faces. friends gathering. love. the true romance. the the true moment. the i do's would be said and hand tied together in hours to come. No moment to question. No nerves to be had. I knew. He knew. and that was all that had to be said. They knew. which made it all that more beautiful. We walked. We laughed. Shoes sharred. Tears shed.

"Love one another, but make not a bond of Love:

Let it rater be a moving sea between

The shores of your soles.

Fill each other's cup but drink not from

one cup.

Give on another of your bread but eat

Not from the same loaf.

Sing anddance together and be joyous,

But let each one of you be alone,

Even as the strings of the lute are alone
Though they quiver with the same music.

Give yor hearts, but not into each

Other's keeping.

For only the hand of Life can contain

Your hearts.

And stand together yet not too near

Together.

For the pillars of the temple stand apart,

And the oak tree and the cypress grow

Not in each others shadow"

-The prophet

6 yrs passed. 180 moons since come and gone. And I love you. I love you for all the days. The true days of tests. The days of births. life. sun. rain. struggles. pain. laughter. love.

balloon

Boys skipping

giggles

I heard the chuckle...hiding in his core for years. I heard the giggle and laughter and it came from his brother. I wanted to be recording it. I wanted to hold a place where I could guarantee I wouldn't forget it. But I didn't. I can't. I just sat there and listened. A real laugh,the kind that you cant stop..all from his big brother pushing him on a swing. I wanted to capture it...and I did.