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Retired from 10 years in the Canadian Navy, and 28 years in the Canadian Diplomatic Service, with postings in Beijing, Mexico City, Sri Lanka, Romania, Abu Dhabi, Guyana, Ireland, Trinidad, and, last but not least, India.

Monday 20 January 2014

Reality Skewer




A green Jeddore hill,
a January gift from a changing climate,
shifts slightly on some quantum axis,
and connects...

A cottage lawn and lilypads,
in Romanian autumn, at Lake Snagov,
entangle, theoretically,
with...

Fields of hillside tea on the winding road
east, from Nuwara Eliya,
glisten with morning dew,
and temporally shifts to...

Late summer at Gilles Lake
in the 1950s,
and the westering light
changes...

Number 7 highway near Sheet Harbour,
stretches a 1960s hitchhiking afternoon
until it loops back
to a January Jeddore.

Valid realities each,
connected, perhaps,
by a quality of the light;
or a sudden bump
in a multiverse
that encompasses
all.

~James D. Fanning

The Ancient Hippie

The Ancient Hippie
Natraj dances with us all.

Welcome, and Namaste

Greetings fellow travellers,

For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.

As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.

May your Dharma be clear

Peace

"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."


Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream