Category Archives: pieces of the mirror

Tarot Journal #46: XIX The Sun

Posted on August 7, 2022 by randomyriad

A Moment in The Sun I sat in my car lounging with my feet propped on the open driver’s side door in the Trader Joe’s parking lot and crunched sesame crackers and sipped tangerine juice. Watching the people on foot … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, Being Human, capturing light, Fools Journey, imagination and reality, Lazy daze, mindworks, my life, my mystic toolbox, paying attention, pieces of the mirror, Self-Experiments, Telling Stories, thinking in words, Works in Progress | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Mississippi Mind Map

Posted on January 16, 2011 by randomyriad

This is a little bit of an idea I put together for Pieces of the Mirror, my, as yet unfinished, collection of puzzled prose I was writing in the summer of 2008. It somehow did not get posted, or was … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, conversations, internal landscape, mindworks, my life, Of the Road and The River, paying attention, pieces of the mirror, Telling Stories, thinking in words, time travel, whereever you go there you are, Word play, working world | Tagged , , , , , , | 1 Comment

Soaking in the Long Ago Sun

Posted on November 1, 2008 by randomyriad

Today, on this cold, wet autumn day, I will sit with my back against the rough bark of the dark tree in the golden light and let the waves of late summer heat flow into me from the past. I … Continue reading →

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A Road, A Tree, A Room of Bright Questions

Posted on October 30, 2008 by randomyriad

There is a lone tree in the middle of a rolling meadow of amber dry grass next to a dirt road that leads to an old gold rush town in the foothills of California. The tree is a bare black … Continue reading →

Posted in California, Of the Road and The River, pieces of the mirror, Questions and riddles, summer, Telling Stories, thinking in words, time travel, whereever you go there you are | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Golden Hair and Blue Smoke

Posted on October 29, 2008 by randomyriad

The Monkey King shifted on the bar stool and rubbed his hand over the deep golden hair on the top of his head before pulling a cigar from somewhere, casually striking a match that appeared from an equally mysterious location … Continue reading →

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