Category Archives: The World

Letter from Sunrise #1

July 17th, 2014 by

Moon’s up
Shane Howard, Gurrumul
…my country
I’m dancing light into night

microlights dotting the hills
this boat’s a rockin’
like dolphins are nudging it from underneath

outside, rowboat
oars slap, slap
darkness spills
nature, a universal home
touchstone to a defined home

boat speeding toward me
rippling water
birds divebombing

high tide, lapping waters
clinking
clinking of bells
rush of laughter
tiny boats
human sized

Jerry Garcia land
Church of the boaty waters
all the Jonathan Livingston Seagulls in the sky
sing my boaty throaty hymns

The joy of a working harbor
tiny boat motoring into the night
in the distance
a bolt of light
a boat of light

Look up at the sky
stars in slipstream
such a sense of aliveness
voices carry
beauty wherever I turn
the sweet clanging of
boat bells
the rhythm of the waves
slowly rocking me
there is a profound feeling
of oneness with the
world, completeness
rocked back to the
cradle
how I love this
long for this
even while I’m feeling this

oh transitory joy
transitory bliss
transitory life
the beauty, the
beauty of it all
rush of water
rush of wind
rush of air

and my feet
like rocks on a
tilting earth
I am alive

Deepening night
darkening night
jangle jangle
slow rock slap
flow
howl of dog wolves
in distance
distant
rumble on

waters of a connected
world – flow like
Blood through my veins

A flash of boat fire
surge of joy
of boats seen
leaning on my boat
head tipped to a
sky swept to infinity

I feel like I’m
on the roof of
the world here
on sunset’s bow
a misty rain
cloud crossing
a sickle moon
all alight, all aflame
in my soul

spirit sparked
jangle jangle
the lit world
I feel so alive
rushing water
rushing life
light and life
rushing air jangle

memory of the great birds
Pelicans
swooping, swooning low
as I step
outside my
boat into morning
light
that fierce
direct connection
to nature through
birds wings
flutter by
jangle jangle
wildness

Oh deep joy
slap slap
jingle jangle
that moon again
I am alive
the newness
fully awake and present
to this moment in
my life
rushing wind now

And all around
infinite stillness
energy vibrating
pulsing this world
clang clang clang
wake up
it’s now
it’s all now
our moment of aliveness
is now
clang clang
feet steady
head tipped
to the infinite sky

conversations carry
from waterfront cafes
caches of people

inky hills
dotted lights
I swivel round
constancy of
waters
boats tucked up
to the sleeping world
voices carry
clang clang
lights striking through
the night sky
sweet rippling waters
sweet sleeping waters
constancy
is melodic
so too is the
changing tide

yellow moon
so big
lamp moon
hovering in the sky

mythic moon
boat lamps
twinkling winking
moon lamp
aglow in the sky

sky dark
tiny pinprick stars
show their faces
sky sparks
play their dance with
a low slung moon
moon river
could be playing
it’s a moon bay moony night
a swoony night
with that moon swinging low
sweet chariot
I am carried home
in my heart
in the lilt and tilt of the night
poetic
sweet
velvety
forever night

How magical it all is
here I stand
here I flow
tone and texture
music and art
voice and play

A night for creatures
emotional heart
of creation
kindred spirits
bound to that
yellow moon
so wondrous
suspended
above a
Sausalito tide

 

 

Jane Sloane
Sausalito
 

 

 

 

 

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Letter from San Francisco #17

June 20th, 2014 by

nigerian girlsI’ve been thinking a lot about girls and boldness lately.

One of the images that has really stuck in my mind is that of Monday Yuguda, one of the Nigerian girls who was kidnapped by the Boko Haram. She was in the kidnappers’ open-topped truck with some 300 of her school friends, and when the truck slowed to a crawl as it navigated the dense forest at night, Monday looked up at a tree and its low hanging branches and in that split second chose to risk all for life.… Continue Reading

Letter from San Francisco #16

April 28th, 2014 by

Citizen Jane SF Book Launch Participants © Bowerbird Photography“You sure have had a lot of different experiences in your life,” a young woman said to me recently. “What binds those experiences together and how did you make your choices about what to focus on, professionally and personally? I laughed and said “you should read my book” and added that my commitment to social justice was like a river threaded through my life.

Today I found a quote from one of my favorite authors, MC Richards, who wrote  Centering in Pottery, Poetry, and the Person, an iconic book and an underground classic.… Continue Reading

Letter From San Francisco #15

February 16th, 2014 by

It was the news no-one wants to wake up to hear, delivered to me by my good friend, Thatch. Pete Seeger was dead. He’d been so much a part of my life for so long that my head hurt and my heart ached with the knowledge of his passing. Pete Seeger who’d written my favorite song, Turn, Turn, Turn. Pete Seeger who, with his wife, Toshi Aline Seeger, founded the Hudson River Sloop Clearwater, to protect the Hudson River and surrounding wetlands.… Continue Reading

Letter from Hawaii #1

October 18th, 2013 by

On the back of an intense work period I manage to get a break in Hawaii.  For me island cultures have a special place as they have their own ways of seeing and being and a mystic connection to the sea and nature, as evoked in their storytelling. In their location they are fixed and yet fluid, vulnerable and yet resilient.

Kauai (pronounced Kawaii) casts its spell as soon as we arrive and I feel myself soften as I open up to sea, sky, stars and community.… Continue Reading