Tag Archives: The Trail
Reality
Haven’t you learned this already? Those things are not real. The trees, the rain, this trail, me. These are real. Ditch that other stuff. -Chuy
Waiting Game
I watched you push your painted, half-filled heart up the hill, Place it on a staff and wave it high For all to see. I saw you stumble when tragedy rent your days Like sails in the hurricane, … Continue reading
Stay
Let’s stay here. At this intimately familiar bend in the trail. Beneath these trees we know by name. We are not compelled to move. There is no war or fire or calamity or threat that coerces us to … Continue reading
Watchful
Don’t turn your Back on a Possum just because You think It’s dead. –Chuy
Dog Mind versus Human Mind
Human Mind: Human is traveling down the trail, and comes to a place where a tree has fallen across his path. “I’ll use my brute strength and opposable thumbs to move this out of the way.” he says. He labors … Continue reading
Kiss
Each day I Kiss The Earth Beneath which he is interred. In some measure it is a symbolic Wish that I could Kiss His furry head. In another way, It is to thank the Great Cosmos for this most Wondrous … Continue reading
The Circle
Remember this always: The Circle must close. It is true for us all. It is simply so. –Chuy
Chow Dog Zen 