wilderness imagination
The clearest way into the Universe is through the wilderness mountains.
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leave the city of your comfort
travel into the wilderness of intuition
walk upon the hot virgin dirt
and let free your deepest imagination
no more pain degradation hurt
and your soul is one with all creation
deep in the lonely barren desert
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
go, boldly go
toward the mountains of the moon
Scenes on Sunday ~ Zion Canyon
Where history deepens one’s appreciation of the canyon’s beauty.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
You could walk out of Zion Canyon
but I wouldn’t like to try it.
Scenes on Sunday ~ Georgia O’Keeffe
Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time. ~ Thomas Merton
I once spent a very long day visiting the Georgia O’Keeffe Museum in Santa Fe, New Mexico. It was damn cold and snowing. Visiting an art collection was not something I would ever have thought I would want to do ~ but then I never thought I’d ever be in New Mexico.
However, the paintings were interesting ~ mostly they looked like weirdly abstract renditions of female nether regions. I’m not the first person to have thought that.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Generally speaking,
I like inner vaginas, they have less to say.
~ Robert Black
Scenes on Sunday ~ Where was Love?
love is not something you feel, it’s something you do
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
it seems that she wanted a lover
and a regular guy wouldn’t do
Tunes on Tuesday ~ Blues Brothers
it’s 106 miles to Chicago, we’ve got a full tank of gas, it’s dark out, and we’re wearing sunglasses
Not only do I like the movie, I also like Ray Charles, and this song, and the street dancers.
Please listen and dance responsibly.
The Men in Black? I’ve seen Tommy Lee Jones and Will Smith do it better.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
if you hit Route 66 in Chicago
eventually you’ll end up here
seize the day
do every act of your life as though it was the very last act of your life ~ Marcus Aurelius
January in England and nature is at its lowest ebb of the year. The ground is hard, the sea is damn cold, everything and everyone seems to be moving in slow motion.
Even I’ve been feeling lethargic this afternoon, and considering doing nothing more productive than dozing while the TV plays in the background.
That just isn’t good enough for me.
You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land, there is no life but this. ~ Henry David Thoreau.
Feeling bored, listless, lethargic, and filled with ennui is just a state of mind, and if I’ve learned anything in recent months is that you can change your mind, even your state of mind.
Instead of dozing, bored in front of the TV, I’m going to go out into the cold and take another walk. At least that will damn well wake me up.
Some say that boredom the natural state of being for mature guys. And, that most men don’t have the energy, brains, or motivation to find anything better to do than watch sports on TV. All I know if that I’m not like most men; I’m a cool guy living a great life.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
a desert, a Mustang, who can be bored?
Scenes on Sunday ~ Seascapes
I must go down to the sea again ~ to the lonely sea and the sky
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Santa Monica
The end of the old Route 66
Scenes on Sunday ~ New Mexico Snow
On the road, snow is glistening ~ loving the winter traveling…..
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalknet
who would believe that it snows in the desert?
Songs on Saturday ~ December 1st
At Christmas, love the giver more than the gift.
The First of December is the beginning of my personal Christmas Season ~ others may begin their own Christmas earlier, or if they follow older traditions will not begin to celebrate Yule until December 21st. The end of Yuletide is January 1st, and here in England the traditional end of Christmas is 12th Night, which falls on January 5th.
Anyone with the spirit of Christmas / Yule in their heart will have their own seasonal traditions, one of mine is that my Christmas playlist comes into force today ~ my computerised music system really only plays festive songs between now and 12th night.
This is one of my favourite festive tunes ~ it reminds me that not everyone looks forward to Christmas.
Please listen with joy and compassion in your heart.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
snow in the high desert,
New Mexico
Cars, and Planes, and Trains
It’s very nice to go travelling, but it’s so much nicer to travel home.
Actually no it isn’t. In comparison to warm and sunny Orange County, the North of England in late November is bleak, boring, grey, and bloody cold, even down at my favourite boat on the marina it’s miserable today. And it’s a pretty long journey to get back here from where I was staying with my friend.
- Leave my friend at 04:00 Pacific Time on Monday 19th November.
- Uber to John Wayne Airport.
- Take off from John Wayne at 07:00.
- Flight to Dallas Fort Worth 2hrs 35
- Land DFW at 11:35 Central Time (2 hours time change).
- Take off DFW at 15:15 for London Heathrow, a flight of 9hrs 00, (benefiting from a 125mph tail wind over the Atlantic).
- Land London Heathrow at 06:15 GMT on November 20th (6 hours time change).
- Leave LHR for Newcastle upon Tyne at 09:45 GMT, a flight of 1hrs 15
- Arrive NCL at 11:00
- Leave Newcastle Airport by Metro Subway for Newcastle Central Rail Station at 12:40 GMT
- Arrive back at the garret at 14:30 GMT on Monday 20th of November.
Total journey time of 26hrs 30min. Time in the air 12hrs 50min.
It’s about 5,500 miles from SoCal to the North of England, all in all, and from 38,000 feet you damn well know the world is round when you look out of the aircraft windows.
Some say that it’s excitement and adventure that keeps a man alive. And, that when you can’t be bothered to go travelling, you may as well just curl up and die. All I know is that I loved every damn minute of my latest trip ~ maybe the best trip ever.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
much on New Mexico is Indian land
(is one allowed to say that?)
