18, 19 & 20 December

Vetr-Naetr

(the three Nights of Winter without name)

Silence stretches into the deep full emptiness of the stillpoint. Poised on the cusp of consciousness, waiting beyond light, in the ocean of pulse-sound is Courage. Memory of all-space enters, vibrates. She stretches out her hand of trust to show us, we have come to end to greet our future.

i am the spirit of the unborn sea

ancient memories

locked in blue icewalls

waiting….

for Sun’s touch

to release me

homeward

painting: from Blue Icewalls, a series of paintings of crevasses on Mount Hood