In Honor of Loved Ones

buddha statue in a foggy Columbia River Gorge, surrounded by snow.

Many of us have lost so many loved ones already this year, and it brings with it an occasional melancholy that can also be the doorway to good memories.   Today, processing photos from my archives, I ran across this set of images I took at a dear friends home in the White Salmon area.  Sharon  has passed away but I could feel her delight in nature and photography as I looked at these images of the Buddha statue in her yard.  Therefore, I will share these for the first time publicly in memory of Sharon McCormack, and in sincere empathy with all who have lost those we hold close.  Strong personal beliefs and experiences have shown me that life continues beyond death as we know it, and our loved ones are not truly lost to us.  My brother Dennis (died 1-24-18 age 79), sister Nora (died 12-13-16 age 82) and many others are but a thought and a memory away, and it is my belief I will see them again.
May you each find peace and comfort in remembering the lives of your own loved ones, and feel their love for you eternally.

Buddha in Snow, in memory of Loved Ones.

Buddha in Snow, in memory of Loved Ones.



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(The divine within me sees and honors the divine within you)


Unfocused Mind Diaries part 1

2014… Year of Changes
June, near the end of the month, on a Sunday afternoon. My mind has been so unfocused and scattered lately, and getting worse the last couple of months. Anxiety attacks about what should be small things, but shake and bake my body and brain. These are followed by time staring blankly into space… important things forgotten like crumbled dry autumn leaves falling from the trees into the silence of deep winter. Names that I know well slip away like the last lick of a soft ice cream cone… gone.
Sitting in my truck in the sun in the church parking lot, with all the congregation gone home with their families already, listening to the song of the capricious winds dancing among the leaves of the grown up Weeping White Birch and big old Maple trees. Mother helped plant so many trees and shrubs here so long ago when we built stage one of this LDS church building in Pucker Huddle. She would be thrilled to see how well they grew; I can picture that in my mind.
Ah, yes, my mind… THAT is where I started, and what I wanted to talk more about on this sunny day full of puffy white clouds and wind-swept trees. My mind, and how it does not like to focus on things of importance in the ways of this modern world, but would rather drift off dancing with the leaves in the wind or sink deep into the earth to curl up and wait to be born again; to grow questioning tendrils reaching out like the roots of a tree to find the pockets of vibrant life force that nourish mind body and spirit.
Waiting; Nothingness, and yet Everything-ness. Calm, listening and observing; the curl of the hawks wing fingers as he changes directions in the wind; the sudden squawk of a Crow searching the ground under the tree for a bit of supper.
Supper…. That is right; I was invited to two different meals today with family and then friends! I had best be on my way.
>>>to be continued<<<

Wind, Sun, and Gratitude


Wind, Sun, and Gratitude

Letting the winds of Life dance around me
like whirling Dervishes,
my roots reach deep into the
earth’s mysteries
and songs,
while my arms,
like branches,
reach with joy into the sun filled
heavens above.

Longing swims the same channels
through my veins
as Gratitude,
connecting the heavens above
and earth below.
Humbly I bow my head
and give thanks
For this day, this gift of life
and memory
and dreams.

~ Darlisa

Life’s little whirlwinds

Sometimes when you think you have a handle on life, a whirlwind kicks up and sends you off in a new direction, perhaps a bit tattered and torn, with new scars for show and tell.
In this case, a family death brings a trip to Utah with my older Brother and his daughter. While making preparations for this, my elderly Sister had chest pain and was cold and clammy, so we called 911 and went with her to the hospital where she spent one night. Fortunately she stabilized again, and the upside is that we were able to discharge her directly to a Care Center for a few days while I take the trip to Utah so I won’t be worrying about her safety when I am gone. I was dog sitting and found family to care for the dog and cats as well. Now I just have to go home and pack!

Meanwhile I wanted to share a series of light paintings I have made on my iPhone and iPad. These are from an app called Silk, which is wonderfully soothing and meditative. Hope you enjoy! Our regularly scheduled nature photography will return soon











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Magic of Water…. necessity of Life

Big Spring Creek Falls

Water is the staff of life… without fresh drinking water we would all die fairly quickly and painfully, and yet our world is busily polluting and otherwise destroying water at an alarming rate.
Did you know the large majority of our body mass is water? We come from water in the mother’s womb, and the water leaves us after we die…

Many cultures and religions have prayer ceremonies that revolve around water… often praying as a group over water that everyone drinks in order to obtain the wondrous blessings. I personally believe that prayers put into the water with all your heart will indeed bring blessings to all who drink. Water used this way can also be Medicine. I also believe that as the waters of this earth are entirely connected Globally through oceans, evaporation, rainfall, snow melt, and spring runoff into streams and rivers back to the Ocean. As I put my hand into a cold mountain stream and say a prayer for those I love or for the world at large, that prayer can benefit others far away as they take a drink of water or wade in a stream or even a shower.

Osprey at Mirror Lake

Osprey at Mirror Lake

I live in a land that seems to have lots of water everywhere… waterfalls, rivers, lakes, and not far away from here the Columbia River runs into the Ocean… we have rain, and snow that melts providing water for the summer..
Nevertheless, I often hear speak of running short on our water supply each summer due to less snow pack and rainfall, more residents, greater drainage and usage. We should have a system pulling irrigation water from the local rivers for all the farms and gardens… but instead we water our lawns and gardens with the good drinking water. One thing that always intrigued me is the fact that we even use good precious drinking water in our toilets to pee into! There is much knowledge out there about Gray water reclaiming, and yet it is not used. The water from showers and laundry can be filtered and channeled into toilets and out into gardens and especially orchards… but it is not done. My deceased husband David Reel did a great deal of design work utilizing gray water reclamation, but we could not actually install all of his ideas at the house we built in Port Townsend back in 1991 because of laws restricting gray water use.

Trout Lake Reflections

Trout Lake Reflections

Water… a many faceted subject.. did you ever think of how water, H2O, consists of 2 hydrogen molecules and one Oxygen molecule combined. Certain conditions can split these molecules apart, and they can recombine to form other substances… including part of our own cells. 2 free oxygen molecules combine to make the oxygen we breathe (O2), and later combine with one Carbon molecule within our body to become Carbon Dioxide (CO2) which we breathe out. Trees and many plants absorb CO2, and put off Oxygen that benefit us. The Oxygen combines again with Hydrogen and becomes water once more.

Water… so complex, so necessary to life in its many forms. Spiritually and physically sustaining, water is critical to our health… how do you treat your water?

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