Seldom Forgotten

"1940 is the year when we approach the meridian of the first star in Aquarius. It is the premonitory earthquake of the New Age." We see how Jung considered earthly occurrences in a cosmic context, with an eye toward the approach of the Age of Aquarius, which was supposed to come after the Age of … Continue reading Seldom Forgotten

A Day of Courage

Feeling as powerful as an active volcano of accomplishment. Women gathered on the hill. Standing on the grass and dirt. They were silent in the breeze. Waiting. Dressing in gold, red and brown flowing dresses. A cotton scarf placed around her head. Thin material with sequins and graceful threads wrapped around a mummy enfolded. "Into … Continue reading A Day of Courage

A bottle named Delilah

A bar in the living room and a bar in his beauty salon. Drinks at the Chinese restaurant on Ventura Blvd. Lights that lit up the bar at Christmas time reflecting off gifts simmering gold, green and tall bottles of colorful liquid. Tall cupboards that he reached for, then pouring that rich golden juice. Named at a bar … Continue reading A bottle named Delilah

Elderberry wine

Once while working as a Home Health Aide on the East coast, I did a nice thing for a wise old lady. She had grace, experience, and savvy. Her home was a grand home that had been in her family for generations. In my mind she seemed like Scarlett O'Hara. Now in a wheelchair most of … Continue reading Elderberry wine

cock-horses

Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross. To see a fine lady upon a white horse, With rings on her fingers, And bells on her toes. She shall have music, Wherever she goes. ~ Nursery rhyme Watching “That '70s Show” with the teenage son last night took me back when I was actually a teenager … Continue reading cock-horses

Pleasures of Twilight Time

Don’t you love when forgotten smells and feelings unite from youth! I mean the good ones like rain, earth, eucalyptus trees, pepper trees! The deep secret crevices where grey clouds mock youthful pleasures! Now is the time!! The youthful gates of being lost in playing with and in the earth! Grateful for the memory of … Continue reading Pleasures of Twilight Time

Green-gold olives

Towards the end of the day. I went out the front door. I saw one of the Rue, feral kittens eating Lizard the Wizard. How many times have I seen Lizard the Wizard tease my kitties inside our home as they look out the window. Today he was not so lucky. He was half eaten … Continue reading Green-gold olives

Intelligent life forms

Nature & humanity intelligence By Hudley Somatic Sophia “I have become so dense, so filled with information and thoughts and expectations, the natural world has a difficult time finding a way in.” ~ Pg 154 The Body and Movement In Analysis ~ Cedrus Monte While cleaning the garage out I focused on a perfect dandelion … Continue reading Intelligent life forms

Running From A Mad Doctor

“The image of rain as redemptive symbolizing the tears of transformation, comes up in many women’s dreams and it is a frequent image in the poet’s vision. “ ~ Linda S. Leonard Waking up as from a bad dream. I was holding a gun with the barrel down towards the earth. I thought over the … Continue reading Running From A Mad Doctor

Teaching Nature politics

Youngest son at the Museum Today I awoke with a lecture on my tongue. The kids are home on winter break. I am experiencing my normal winter blues. What came to mind was something a profession said to me years ago, "Don't take on someones else's karma." He is a Jungian therapist and Buddhist priest. … Continue reading Teaching Nature politics

“Life is too short…” I’ll find myself some wings!”

Mantis Pledge"However the psychology of the individual corresponded to the psychology of the nation, and only the transformation of the attitude of the individual could bring about cultural renewal" ~ Jung Getting older makes time faster. Cars seem to race around the neighborhood faster. Red fire trucks, and alarms ringing, race faster. Around and around … Continue reading “Life is too short…” I’ll find myself some wings!”

Laura Only !

Laura had second sight and told me things. She once owned a Soul Kitchen. She successfully ran her business and had a devoted family. Purple Flower Hudley Watercolor This is the time of the year when memories bubble up. When I left the punk scene at the end of the 1980s, I was angry and … Continue reading Laura Only !

Short Poem Play

Poem 56

Stretching older;Further away from,The wilds of youth. Being older newness;More experience,at being young !!

TRIANGULAR POEM

To Abraham This is a poem I created on a triangular form for a fellow student in a poetry class at Los Angeles Valley College. Abraham was a wise mature student taking a course with a bunch of young adults, and his presence added a unique dynamic to our discussions. With a twinkle in his … Continue reading TRIANGULAR POEM

Ya, we are not alone.

Driving south on Topanga Canyon Blvd. a parked car pulls quickly out in front of me. He is not a normal man driving a car, as I see and dreadfully feel: but who is driving this black rather small sedan? July 5th 2014 real event. Shopping on Saturday at 1 PM is not a … Continue reading Ya, we are not alone.

Whoosh of Wind

Memories are strange. Real experience, imagination and day dreaming in a few moments of time, take on a flavor in one’s mind. These all can be as a massive inward thinking collage blended together. What is it in us which differentiates the difference? Husband and son went for a run around the block. Dusk was … Continue reading Whoosh of Wind

Told destiny continues

Typing words over many years As poems, stories and current events Smiling she knows this free creativity The responsibility following it through to this very day Consistence moving Spice and herbs of muses' magic Documenting a mind A vast open technology This told destiny continues until comes her death?

Darrel and John

Yin & Yang pendant from Darrel and John modeled by Flash the cat. Santa Cruz California has beaches for surfing and a Boardwalk to walk on the wild side. The University of Santa Cruz sits on a hill above this once hippie and murder capital of central California. A beach town where beach meets music … Continue reading Darrel and John

Excerpt from My Punkalullaby~I thank her now !!

A sketch from Chapter Five "Old stucco house with wood floors and Mexican Marilyn Monroe next door: Issue 48-57." In Whittier California and at the time we lived in and old stucco house between two apartment buildings. The one on the left I knew no one and the one on the right is where she … Continue reading Excerpt from My Punkalullaby~I thank her now !!