Prologue

Travel away from the lights into a moonless dark. There let yourself see a face shaped of boundless space and countless stars. You cannot fathom it. Rather, let it encompass you—rest within that boundless stretch, where every edgeward gesture curves back miraculously to where it began. I love this place in time and space we…

Joshua

Below the cafe is a cavern and in that cavern a woman shaped in stone—a woman who rises from an urn shaped space—the entrance to another deeper room where the ancients attend a leafy wedding bed; where Sophia paints the moon on the coverlet; where, at last, the peacock's feathers open their eyes. And still…

Jacob

As we look into the Mandala Cafe, Jacob sits sleeping in a comfortably worn leather chair against the right wall. The light of dawn pours through the open side, and he awakens as it touches his face. He reaches out, as if toward someone we can’t see. Then fully awake he rises and looks out through the…

More Pages

I was pleased to see that quite a few people came to the blog to catch up on the development of the website! I just finished another batch of page revisions and additions: SunriseFour LightsTree of Life Sets SailTree of Life As Stage There are some minor revisions to other pages, and a couple of…

New Pages

The online venues where I have typically announced changes to my website have run their course, so I have decided to announce those changes here going forward. If you would like to keep informed, please subscribe to this blog. I will also announce any developments regarding my writing projects here. I have been adding pages…

The Twilight Mandala

I added The Twilight Mandala to my website recently, along with some other pages. You can make your way through the new pages by starting here. I have been doing quite a bit of work on my web space recently, adding some biographical information and updating the bookshop to include my most recent poetry volumes.

The Double Mandala

Drawn by hand and assembled on April 8, 2016. Of this my friend, Carol, wrote, "That horizontal section seems to be waiting to be filled in." Just so. Here the rayed quatrefoil—encircled, transcendent—touches, informs, and shapes the here and now. It has been twenty years since my dream of four circles coming together to create the quatrefoil…