January 9, 2012


When the world wearies
I go into the forest
Silent and still
And let the trees speak to me
In their ancient knowing
Then the world falls away
And I am home


Anonymous said...


Peaceful and eloquent in this valley of dance that is as fluid as water. I enjoyed your performances. Is the totem in the main picture of the sanctuary a collaboration of you and nature or just a beautiful photo? It is an excellent image of tranquility and symbiosis of what I endeavor to feel.

our best,


Erin Parsley said...

Thank you Ghana, I am so glad to have you here, and I am happy you enjoyed my dancing.

All the pictures I post on my blog here are taken from my home or the immediate vicinity. The picture of which you speak is steps from my door. I hope that what I share here may aide you in your quest for peace. I don't know what I'd do without this sanctuary of nature. I am blessed everyday.

Love, Erin

Anonymous said...

revolving resolving
uplifting unfolding
inscripting and turning
wandering and flowing
glowing and growing
reaching with knowing
signing the notions
on winds that are blowing
running and lifting
climbing and drifting
giving releasing
rising and living
bringing beginning
spinning and singing
radiating life
in eternitys rythms


have a poem mrs life.... :)

Erin Parsley said...

ah, wonderful neil.
i love this poem, and love the rhyming, really good.
thank you. :)

Bushukshi said...


I remain, with much admiration of your words, as well as dance, for helping me on my journey. Thank you for the love and beauty given through your regular posts.
You know of my oneness with the forest and this Sanctuary you speak of is my home, as it resides within me as well. It is my circle of life.

I have not written much of late at any of the sites.
I have simply found myself feeling, intermittently, a sense of depression of a “resignation to the inevitable” that has often seemed so quite overwhelming. It is as though it manifests as a loss of my creative energy coupled with a need to simply withdraw again to my solace.
Often, I desire to share my thoughts, only to then find myself hesitating, before regressing to my prior state of solitude.

I will be here and continue to watch …and smile…from my balcony in the verdant canopy.

Much love, gratitude, and best wishes to you from the forest.


As long as I have the humility to be grateful for what I have, the Spirit continues to provide for me.

Erin Parsley said...

Dear Bushukshi,
I do know how you love the forest... in fact, I thought of you after I posted this and before you came to visit. :)

Please don't feel resignation or depression. I know it's hard not to, it's such an incredible struggle, but one that is worth it, and that you are up to! I myself have to reaffirm everyday (multiple times!) that all is well in the ultimate scheme of things. If you have been reading Visible's posts lately he speaks to that very well.

If you desire to share your thoughts, I would heartily encourage you to do so. I for one have missed your comments. I remember being quite inspired by them. You are also welcome to email me. I am (to borrow a wonderful phrase from Ghana) always just a keystroke away. Seriously.

Still rising from the miasma??
Love, Erin

Erin Parsley said...

did you catch this in the latest Visible Origami post?

Some of you are standing alone in the forest this morning.

wow, the synchronicity!

Stranger in a Strange Land said...

Hello Erin:

Yes, the forest is a comfort to me also.


Erin Parsley said...

We are lucky to live by it, aren't we Mike?