Roadside Chats (7)
Roadside Chats (7) 7/3/15 I wake to the sound of a banjo. A male voice rehearses; Jesse James was a lad, he killed many a man He robbed the Glendale train He took from the rich and he gave to…
Roadside Chats (6) 2/3/15
Roadside Chats (6) 2/3/15 It’s time to share Big Bush with Elle. We scramble up hills; watch hectors dolphins; cool our feet in the surf; talk of hopes and dreams. On our first evening we watch a beautiful sunset. The…
Roadside Chats (5)
Roadside Chats (5) 21/2/15 Dozing on the edge of sleep I hear the Self speak: ‘May all the Goddess; God and Goddess, greet you.’ The ‘saying’ amazes me. I realise that in my thinking God and Goddess have always been…
I trace my greatest poem
I trace my greatest poem Across T H E C O N T O U R S O F Y O U R Body In sensuous rhyme Valentine’s Day 2015 …
Roadside Chats (4)
Roadside Chats (4) Time to leave Big Bush Camp. I walk to the top of the little hillock beside the Camper; join my hands in prayer and thank sea, sand & bush. Looking out over the ocean I notice a…
Roadside chats (3) 23/1/15
Roadside chats (3) 23/1/15 Packing the Camper seems to take forever. It’s 4pm before I leave Christchurch. As I drive north I listen to Bob Dylan’s; ‘Up to me.’ If I’d thought about it, I never would have done it……
I love the window
I love the window & T H E W I N D O W L O V E S Me ‘I love the window’ Is a saying given as I woke After an afternoon nap at Evolve…
Roadside Chats (2) 20/1/15
Roadside Chats (2) 20/1/15 I drive west for a post-Convergence shared meal at Coopers Creek near Oxford. The meal is at Robert Totty’s farm. It’s a relaxed evening. I meet new and interesting people. After the shared meal the ‘convergee’s’…
Roadside Chats (1) 9/1/15
Roadside Chats (1) 9/1/15 I promised my mate Pete from Southern Response I’d keep in touch on my travels. Hi Pete! You will be pleased to know I’ve now got a mountain bike cradled up against the spare tire of…