Along the Ray

Along the Ray

An alien from a different plane wandering the universe in a tiny camper

Xin Chao Vietnam

…people [in general] are not understood. They only give as much as they want you to know.

Very sage point.

Mike, a fellow wanderer, shares beautifully written stories about the people, land, and culture of Vietnam.

Makes me want to go there…

August 7, 2022
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Golden beauties in the Joshua Tree desert
Golden beauties in the Joshua Tree desert

Love those afternoon summertime rains. So very soothing and a perfect time to take a cool nap. Zzzzz…

But I’ll tell you what hermits realize. If you go off into a far, far forest and get very quiet, you’ll come to understand that you’re connected with everything. ~ Alan Watts

August 6, 2022

Dreams of painting

A few weeks ago I went to an art supply store to pick up more sketchbooks that work well with fountain pens to journal in.

Near the entrance there was a large painting with a black canvas as background. It caught my eye and I stood before it awhile, soaking in stark imagery. It wasn’t anything beautiful yet it stuck out with deep contrasts and colors.

The shop guy strolls next to me, says it’s a form of reverse art” he’s framing for the artist.

Something inside me creaked a tiny bit.

A few nights later I had a very lucid, vivid dream:

I was in a darkened room, an informal art gallery or an artist’s living studio. There were various objects of art throughout.

An old fashioned slideshow apparatus started slowly flashing images of art on a wall. I realized the show was for me.

The art was stunning — beauty of a kind that goes so deep it hurts.

It was in the style of abstracts with dark backgrounds and profound imagery. Art I’d never seen anywhere. Surreal colors off the charts, patterns which bled into one another. Out of this world art that struck deep chords.

Each image did a slow burn into my soul and DNA, leaving an indelible imprint.

All the while it felt as if a silent message was being drilled into me through each painting. Quietly calling to me to open my heart to it and bring those visions into reality.

I’m not sure what to make of it.

I’ve always had some kind of desire to paint and it would pass, lost to the detritus of life.

I’ve also always thought if I was super motivated to make something happen that I would do it. But it hasn’t materialized when it comes to art.

My imagination is an eternal artist, creating beautiful images in my head but my hands and fingers are controlled by my mind. They don’t have the desire or will to deliver what the imagination wants.

It’s a constant struggle.

Often where there is struggle I move onto other things because maybe to struggle means I’m just not ready?

Or is the dream telling me to push through this inertia and make it happen somehow?

I recently bought a handmade portable pochade box just in case the fire to create comes back to life — and stays lit.

So we’ll see.

image Not mine but very similar by same craftswoman

August 5, 2022

Views from today’s hike on Moonshine Creek trail

Let’s try something new — come join me along a short hike on Moonshine Creek trail. It’s in the San Felasco Hammock Preserve near Gainesville, Florida.

This a favorite quick hike of mine that meanders a couple miles in a hardwood forest for total (and blissful) immersion with nature.

Got yer water and a cap? Away we go!


Edible American Beautyberries greet me on the way in (supposedly crushing their leaves creates a natural mosquito repellant)


A trail blaze marking the way - what a glorious sight! more

That feeling standing naked in the rain in the woods? Primal. (Crazy too but you only live once!)

August 3, 2022

Electric Wanderings.1

Not only do I wander the land, I also wander the small web and come across stories n such to share now and then in case you might find em interesting?


Creating Content”
He says content-creator” sounds very generic-y and corporate-y. Agreed. Let’s change it.

Taking heart: A return from my hiatus
A beautiful story of recovering from a heart attack: I realized I had things to do, places to go, people to see.”

Let go of your old ideas and think your own thoughts
From a long time nomad: You can only change in proportion to how willing you are to give up your old ideas. Total change requires totally giving up your old ideas.

Avoiding Injury Part II: Grip Strength - Peter Attia
The stronger yer grip is the longer you’ll supposedly live?

August 3, 2022
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LIVE - Magical oasis in middle of hike on Prairie Creek near Micanopy
LIVE - Magical oasis in middle of hike on Prairie Creek near Micanopy
August 3, 2022
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Slow long drive down washboarded road in the desert (2017)
Slow long drive down washboarded road in the desert (2017)
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