Seasons of Cascadia The mist begins to lift from both forest and sea. An occasional ray of sunshine peeks over My Rainier. A lenticular cloud hovers over the mountain, freaking out everyone but the locals. Cherry blossoms bloom. It's the fabled socks and sandals weather complete with vernal rainbows. For the first time in 8 … Continue reading Seasonal Cascadian Migrations
Calling all poets and writers! I'd like to post more truth and poetry here on asliceofmysticpi. If you'd like to submit poetry or an article preference is given to environmental, political, geeky, spiritual, edgy and revolutionary material. So, send your short bio, picture, links to your blog or video, and submission in the body of … Continue reading Accepting Submissions
Giraffe, Beaver, or Moose? After seven months of intense fighting, the beaver has emerged as the final non-human mammal to populate the earth. Despite its diminutive size and somewhat awkward gait, the beaver proved too flexible an opponent for one-trick ponies such as the moose, the giraffe and, indeed, the pony (trick unavailable at press … Continue reading Giraffe, beaver, or moose?
If you happened upon this house on an off trail hike, what would you do? Run or go inside? Something else? Knowing how people are, this can go three ways. Wandering Dark House #1- During a long hike, wandering off trail, I stumble across a seemingly long abandoned house. Looks like only nature is in … Continue reading Wandering dark house
This is what the Queen of Hearts looks like. Arriving after traveling ages in darkness. Standing tall, safely in the light, after entering the west gate at Kensho. Crown flickering dimly in the glow of a full moon. The paths I followed leaning on my rosewood and amethyst staff was marked only by shooting stars. … Continue reading Through The Gate and Out The Rabbit Hole