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life renewed…

“Nothing can dwindle to nothing, as Nature restores one thing from the stuff of another, nor does she allow a birth, without a corresponding death.”

Titus Lucretius Carus (c. 99 BC – c. 55 BC) was a Roman poet and philosopher. His only known work is the epic philosophical poem De rerum natura about the tenets and philosophy of Epicureanism, and which is usually translated into English as On the Nature of Things.

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Passages Through Paradox & Ambiguity

“As human beings, not only do we seek resolution, but we also feel that we deserve resolution. However, not only do we not deserve resolution, we suffer from resolution. We don’t deserve resolution; we deserve something better than that. We deserve our birthright, which is the middle way, an open state of mind that can relax with paradox and ambiguity.”

Pema Chödrön

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Photography: Mother’s Final Resting Place?

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Every Day In May Topic: Fish Philosophy

I fish to connect. I strive, of course, to connect the fly to the fish. But also, to connect with my spiritual side, my predatory side, just more of me. Over the years, ‘me’ has blurred and faded where it shouldn’t. Fly fishing has always brought degrees of clarity.

Fly fishing is observation, exploration and movement. While I take a place in my ‘chapel’ I settle in and look about. I say my prayers and attempt to become at one with beauty, with the purpose, with my place in all this. It is so much easier there.

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Yes, I love the big fish…the fine specimen. But, I marvel at the little gems as well that lay across your palm waiting for the hook’s removal. I will admit to a hierarchy of preferred fish, but I enjoy them all and would love to expand the variety some day.

I am predominantly a Catch and Release fly fisher. Wild is sacred. Hatchery more often than not gets a pass because beyond a little salmon, sturgeon, halibut & fish and chips, I don’t eat much fish. Do I kill fish? Yes, rarely. Coming back from Sitka, I’ve got the freezer box full of a little bit of Kings, Silvers, Sea Bass and Halibut. Notice I said a little bit. I’ve brought too much fish home before. Even after giving lots away and eating some, I still ended up with freezer burned fish. That is a waste. I just don’t feel the urge to kill a few fish, gut them and fry them up. I did as a kid, but stopped along the way after I’d kill the first fish and then not catch another one all day or the next. Seemed unnecessary, silly even. The put ‘n take fisheries encourage such nonsense.

The Quick Release…usually on the fish’s terms.

I guess that, in a circuitous route, points to my ‘fish philosophy’: at peace on the water, respect for the resource, connected to self and to something bigger.

Tomorrow’s Every Day in May Challenge Topic: Achievements (The Final Day…Whew!) 


Every Day in May Challenge: ‘Praying’


‘PRAYING’ an empowering notion; a sustaining act. Each in their own way perform prayer; some in earnest and mechanical….some with crossed fingers. My last five years in particular have repeatedly tested my ability to withstand all manner of obstacles by myself.

The reality is, I have never been very good at handling the swirl of chaotic life unless I stop, and take the time to pray. We each do it in our own way. I rarely utter words aloud. I think my prayers and I often rephrase them with more emphasis to pierce the static out there, or is it in there, so I am heard.

To me, heretical as it may seem, there is NO greater church than the outdoors. I tend to abstain from the structure or individuals that assume positions. I don’t want the middleman. I don’t particularly like the confines of a pew. 

Today is a day of prayer as every day is really. Not so much because today is Sunday. Today marks the two year anniversary of my mom’s passing. It was a rough closure. I will visit her grave side today to say hello to her and my dad. Silly some would say, but it is paying homage to what they gave me and to who they were. It’s the right thing to do and I am blessed that I had that kind of relationship with them in the end. It is fuel for reality about one’s own life. It is fuel for prayer.

Today also, is my sweet grand daughter’s First Holy Communion. Ceremonial and obligatory to some, it is more than dutiful attendance and momentary attention to the altar and cross. It is a chance to pause and reconnect. A chance to assess where you are and where you should be. And, yes a chance to bow your head and seek some assistance or forgiveness through praying.

A touch serious? A touch uncomfortable or off putting? Well, just picture that outdoor altar you feel most comfortable at. I have mine and I often think “Oh my God, this is so beautiful.” There is not better place to reconnect, to pray, to seek guidance than knee deep in the river. Go ahead. Slow down. Ease the brain from the fishing moment and find that quiet place in your heart and hold your own service. No one around you will know. Maybe you will be totally alone…all the better. Of course, you are not alone.

Tomorrow’s Every Day in May Topic: Working (Ugh)

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