Being one with nature

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I want to dance like that,
wild and free,
turn on my heels – spin
on the axis of joy.

I want to dissolve into
mountain flowers and disappear
into the wheat field without a
whisper.

I want to wake up when the
wind lifts, and merge my face
into the soft sun
while the seasons turn tides,
and space is infinitely infinite.

I want to breath so deeply
that my breath sinks far
into the soil, beyond the
earth worms, and down
around the core of the earth.

Ka Malana ©2017
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Friendship

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Today, friendship found me.

I didn’t have to strive
to be a good friend,

encouraging, providing,
supporting, showing up
feeling bad when I don’t.

never missing a birthday greeting,
remembering every detail,
to prove my love.
Yes, I am listening…

Today, friendship found me;
my love was felt,

And, it was returned.

It felt like the way Love feels
without any need to prove
itself.

Full acceptance, Presence.

Today I didn’t have to chase
after friendship,
and show my toys,
Try to entice a friend
to stick around.

I’ll be real good to you!

You can tell me all your secrets!
You can trust me!

Today, friendship found me,

Simply because I wasn’t in need –
no one was,
in need of anything.
And, no one was trying to
confide in me, offer me their services,
or ask me to fix anything.

No one was trying to transact.
All was already provided.

Let’t just relax and enjoy ourselves..

**There was a goldendoodle who presented in the clinic last week (not the one who was being treated; the puppy gnawed on a chair but didn’t bark) but the owner brought in the puppy. Growing up, my first friend was my sister dog: Maggie. We were toddlers together.

The sky provided

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Photo credit: Ka Malana ©2017

The sky provided for me,
while I complained,
and stormed inside.

The sky provided for me
new thoughts, to replace
my negative thinking;
for a moment, I had to
pause.

The sky took over
in all ways, I felt
immersed and bathed in
pink puffs and
orange highlights.

The deep purple: sold!

The sky had me wrapped
within its luminescence,
and I felt the sky’s imaginary mind
reflect down upon me,
and scoop me up;

the sky
reached down,
and it touched
me.

Ka Malana©2017

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Complaints from an angel

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Photography by Ka Malana 👽2017

“Damiel: It’s great to live by the spirit, to testify day by day for eternity, only what’s spiritual in people’s minds. But sometimes I’m fed up with my spiritual existence. Instead of forever hovering above I’d like to feel a weight grow in me to end the infinity and to tie me to earth. I’d like, at each step, each gust of wind, to be able to say “Now.” Now and now” and no longer “forever” and “for eternity.” To sit at an empty place at a card table and be greeted, even by a nod. Every time we participated, it was a pretense. Wrestling with one, allowing a hip to be put out in pretense, catching a fish in pretense, in pretense sitting at tables, drinking and eating in pretense. Having lambs roasted and wine served in the tents out there in the desert, only in pretense. No, I don’t have to beget a child or plant a tree but it would be rather nice coming home after a long day to feed the cat, like Philip Marlowe, to have a fever and blackended fingers from the newspaper, to be excited not only by the mind but, at last, by a meal, by the line of a neck by an ear. To lie! Through one’s teeth. As you’re walking, to feel your bones moving along. At last to guess, instead of always knowing. To be able to say “ah” and “oh” and “hey” instead of “yea” and “amen.”

Excerpt from the movie, Wings of Desire, directed by Wim Wenders. In the movie, the angel wants to experience the physical world.

The angel Damian falls in love with a lonely trapeze artist…

 

November swirls

a single leaf falls
from autumn’s hour,
and decorates the parking lot floor,
from here we are swept into another world

img_1363Tracing the lines of the leaf to the contours of the wall,
a painted circle on the wall emerges.

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We feel the universe begin to sparkle, and to share her secrets.

“gravity propagates at the speed of light”
Einstein was right!

I read it in a new article…

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Purple and orange sunset swirl
the light goes down like a sunken pearl
oncoming night, fills us with delight
dreams, upon freer nite
as real as an untethered kite.

fantastic and true, as my maple spiced beverage!
Drowning in full chromatic hue…

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Images and words by Ka Malana 🐑2017

Rooted Tree Of Taurus Full Moon

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“If we represent knowledge as a tree, we know that things that are divided are yet connected. We know that to observe the divisions and ignore the connections is to destroy the tree.”
– Wendell Berry

What I enjoy about this photograph is the way the patterns of light and shadow blend the tree into its environment. It’s as if the subject is the dance of light and not the tree itself. The background and the foreground of the image contrast, where in the foreground the shape of the leaves are where the light comes in. It is as if the light is projecting negative space. While in the background, the leaves are positive and dark – much like a yin-yang (Tai Qi). Each component contains the other. I enjoy the texture and the movement of this image, and how the patterns of light and dark unify the entire image. It’s as if the roots are moving toward the viewer, inviting the viewer into a meaningfully, rooted experience.

 

undaunted at dawn

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infinite sunrise
that’s what you are,
an eternal idea
a fountain of radiance
burning our skylines
dazzling our eyes
with sunsets,
in colorful shows

how we revolve around your
furnace and experience
in 8 min and 20 sec,
your Fresh light

on this day and many
others, I️ am but a weak
glimmer of anxious hope
turned to facing you for
your eternal spirit,
your renewing compassion

I️ am but a pale face in the
morning without your fun
sun to shine upon
and animate this day into
a knot of flame to become
a meaningfully regular burn of
time

Ka Malana 🐑2017

For her debut book: Art for Art, by Ka Malana 

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