First Snow in the Rain Forest

First Snow in the Rain Forest

The top of Mt. Hood has been totally covered in snow, and so has much of the high-country… I wasn’t quite ready to let go of her plant life though, so I went for what was likely my last visit to the mossy green undergrowth, ferns and fungi of the forest...
Mr Mindful Coaching – Partnership

Mr Mindful Coaching – Partnership

A few weeks ago I got a message from a friend who I met in Chiang Mai, Thailand this last winter. He was reaching out because he founded a successful Instagram page with almost 10,000 followers and he was looking for a photographer to supply backgrounds for his...
New Prints Delivered!

New Prints Delivered!

There is nothing like expecting a package in the mail! I just got two new prints delivered!  These beauties are hanging on my wall right now… I feel so blessed to have witnessed and captured these moments with my camera.   Nothing beats holding them and...
The Sky Above Leh

The Sky Above Leh

In India they say, the God that brought life into the world was himself, born in Leh… The first thing God saw when he opened his eyes, was the sky… Henceforth, the god tried and tried to create things in the world as blue as the sky, but never could.  It seems his...
Journals

Journals

– Journals – Stacks of journals on the floor. Piles of pages of insight. Filtering back through time. searching… finding old threads and grasping. Reliving the passion and dusty emotions. Turning more pages, back deeper and deeper. Crawling into the...
Clipped Crescent Moon

Clipped Crescent Moon

With no one else present I relate to the Self. Full-brimming with emotional solvents I dissolve all thats left. Riding no-hands smiling beneath a clipped crescent moon… With so much room, so much room beneath myself and above the sky so black and bluely true....
Salutations to the Sun

Salutations to the Sun

Emerging early, to catch the first rays, I walk to the knoll beneath the cherry trees. My unfurling of this tattered mat is a  quiet gesture of self-love… of devotion. An embodiment of a fiery passion for life. My intention this morning… as the mat softly...
Acts of Devotion

Acts of Devotion

Patience is the science of peace. I stand here writing a love poem to the world, on the street corner of a grocery store. Watching the cars drive by, sweeping leaves away from the sliding glass door. Inside I feel the lights, the hours, the familiar faces… I...
Something about Sunflowers

Something about Sunflowers

Something about seven sunflowers.. Collected by bicycle, a busy bee, flying from one stand to the next, seeking beauty and feeling the Sun shine rain joy on a cloudy day. Humming old songs from Jamaica, soft green-blue harmonies under a grey and threatening sky, the...
Questioning Trees

Questioning Trees

Walking alone through the forest, I came upon two great grand-mother trees. Compelled by their size and age, I asked them each a question. Resting my hands on the scaley-yellow bark of the first I asked, “What do you have  to teach me?” Through images and...
Good Words of the Morning

Good Words of the Morning

Rising early, standing on the balcony breathing morning air. Noticing myself feeling mixed and anxious. Praying for guidance, asking the divine for comfort. Compelled to walk, I let myself be led to the river. Sitting and breathing, awaiting the rising sun. Sitting...
The Path and its’ Wandering

The Path and its’ Wandering

I’ve left my home and journeyed to the other side I’ve gone where others told me not to go I’ve climbed the tall peaks of  humanity and delved into their depths And to get there I traversed through my own heart there upon the crux I sat and looked...
Finding the Good Light

Finding the Good Light

I went for a walk the other day trying to find good light… You’d think it being easier since it was the middle of the day… Photographing from 10am to 4pm here in Colorado is hard. We get close to a solid 300 days of beautiful sunshine… which is...
A Tribute

A Tribute

The Poem below is a tribute to the photograph above… which is a tribute to all the beautiful things in life. “Life is like a river. Ever churning… bubbling and flowing over. I feel that, throughout life we get to taste many different rivers…...
Tools

Tools

We must learn to use our tools well…We are given hands to change the world, eyes to see it as it stands, and an imagination to envision the possible futures.  Tools are extensions of our hands… And we must learn to use them proficiently…  All of our...
Perins Peak

Perins Peak

It’s funny to think that I’ve been in the same place for six weeks. Yesterday afternoon, I went on a hike to one of my favorite spots right outside of Durango and had lunch. I made my way onto a carved white pillar of sandstone, that hung prow over the...
The 10,000’th Picture

The 10,000’th Picture

Yesterday afternoon a funny thing happened. I went on a hike up Animas Mountain, which is a large forested open space right in Durango’s backyard, to get out and enjoy the prime weather that late summer and the first few days of fall provide us. Since I’m...
Moving Forward to Durango

Moving Forward to Durango

It was just a month ago that I arrived back in the U.S., and in that short time I have had so much fun visiting with my friends and family. I’ve been on a few road trips and outdoor adventures, and had some time to pull my life together. I got to spend my first...
Leh – Ladakh

Leh – Ladakh

They say the color blue… has a deep connection with the city of Leh… … They say the god that brought life to the world was himself, born in Leh… And, the first thing that the god saw when he opened his eyes was sky… henceforth, the god tried and tried to...
Houseboats

Houseboats

It’s early evening now, I’m exhausted after another long and hot day traversing Srinagar and the surrounding areas to meet people for Nelson’s project. I’m sitting in the airy front verandah of a houseboat, watching the sunset over the sheet-metal roofs of the stilted...
Lal Chowk – Srinagar

Lal Chowk – Srinagar

Sitting in our hotel room overlooking Lal Chowk the main square in Srinagar, I try to comprehend how different people’s lives are here in Srinagar, Kashmir. Peering through the window from my chair, I can see two armored Humvees, two sandbagged pillboxes with machine...