Tag: living in the moment

Landscape by Patrick JenningsJul 24, 20152:48 pm

Reef Point

The best journeys, it seems to me, are the unplanned ones, taken on the spur of the moment, reliant on the benifecence of serendipity. I understand why not everyone who travels would agree with this. For serendipity to work, one must believe in it. Listen for its song. Follow its voice when it calls. One cannot do this if plans are laid down like concrete foundations. Planning must be fluid, flow like a rivulet on a sandy beach, as easily diverted as the whim of a child with a stick.

Landscape by Patrick JenningsJul 23, 20157:25 am

Tranquility Bay

Tranquility Bay, here.
The Eagle has landed.

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 22, 20157:00 am

Sometimes I forget I’m alive

Sometimes I forget I’m alive
Until I inadvertently connect
With the subtle energy
Which sustains my being

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 21, 20157:00 am

Little green moth

When we talk about our lives, it’s not the stories about the safe paths we have taken which are our favourite stories to tell. It’s the risky choices which make for the best tales, no matter the difficulties, no matter the outcomes. These are the choices from which we grow the most, both at the time and years later when we recount those moments. We are always learning from our experiences, even years after having them.

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 18, 20152:00 pm

Point Reyes Centering

To find the center
Of all that is
All that was
All that will be

I like the ocean best

A high overlook
With a hard onshore wind
Driving the breakers
Far onto shore

Poetry by Patrick JenningsJul 3, 20157:00 am

The Great Wave

In the floating world
The Great Wave rises, destroys
Subsides. All is still

Landscape by Patrick JenningsJul 2, 20151:34 pm

My Muses: Geology

My Muses: Geology ~ In the best moments, like on the edge of the San Juan River gorge, that is the transformation I take with me, that feeling of personal divinity, as if I had touched the hand that makes perfection.

Landscape by Patrick JenningsJun 28, 20158:13 am

Rollling Hills, The Mereenie Loop, Near Gosse Bluff, Northern Territory, Australia

The Wide Ochre Land

I’ve heard it famously referred to as the wide brown land, but to me it is an expanse of ochre and red, tones more descriptive of its character. Australia is a rich land, but not overly saturated. Intense, but not glaring. One goes to ground here, becomes part of the earth, lives at a walker’s pace. Immersed in a hot bath of air, the heat fills my lungs, reddens my flesh, soothes my spirit.