“Wes Go!”

“I don’t really have time to say goodbye. Not many even know I’m leaving. Not many even care. And certainly no one knows where I’m truly headed because not even I know that.” “Go Quiet. Shut it all down, Love.” “‘Cept the music.” “Yes, of course.” “Ya know who visited me today in my Dreams?…

Time Out.

To all those brilliant souls and minds who wish to collaborate and pull our creative forces together, I desire nothing more so than to work with you; however, I need to recoup first in my own way and fully recover amongst others in my tribe. Somewhere way far, North & West, where I have been…

Therapy Session in Progress – Alaska is Calling.

I just love my Alaska shows and as if by some magic, as I write this, I’m getting bombarded by love on instagram from Alaskatribe, escape into the Last Frontier. I especially love ATLF. I know it’s basically watching them heard cows across the edge of the bay and burning things every episode, but something…

Cadence (chapter 10, home).

“From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines, Going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. I inhale great draughts of space, The…

Cadence (Chapter 7, Zero Hour).

“Every life transition has its “zero hour,” that moment when everything that came before it is different from everything that comes after.”

This was the quote that did it. The words that threw me over the edge. The prophetic statement that foreshadowed everything that was to come.

Cadence (Chapter 13, Crazy Train).

“Reality is something you rise above.” Liza Minenelli A young man, spry, and in a rush, left his post where he had waited next to me for the incoming train bound for Philadelphia. As he passed me, he looked at me through the corners of his eyes and motioned the Sign of the Cross, as kind…

Reaching an Impasse – The Cul de Sac and the Canadian Border.

Well, the music was turned up and the caffeine went to her head, so one thing led to another, and Lizzy found herself marooned in a cul de sac in the middle of the wilderness and in the midst of one empty cabin after another, staring at her destination across a lake. Canada.

Webs of Crimson

“You have to do this!”, her sister’s scream trailed off through the dust cloud billowing a veil between them. It was too late, her sister had been taken, snatched up before she had a chance to say goodbye. The stone cut like glass shards beneath her skin and the dust, like poison, as she gasped…

Nature Jumps the Fence

~ Art & Poetry by, Elizabeth Levine  Life emerges in the space that you denied; The wilderness where thoughts run wild And nature jumps the fence … Where the deepest banks erode with pride And experience carves their path, As the colors bleed outside your lines Where everything makes sense. There’s a sketch upon the…