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joined on 09/18/07
last updated 05/06/08
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Andromeda , Sometimes on Earth

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Age
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I'm a single musician living in small-town West Virginia -- HIV+ for the past 19+ years and still healthy. My life is quiet, and I put time and energy into my inner life and spiritual growth. I'm involved long-term with the Gay Spirit Visions conferences and have done a good bit of erotic body/breathwork with Body Electric's various programs. Made it to the 2008 Beltane gathering at Short Mountain, my first (but not last) time. My dearest companion and guru is my shaman-dog Bayou. I have a close circle of friends here and many beloved friends from the GSV circle. I perform in a jazz trio 4-5 times a week and compose. Sometimes I write poetry. Since my lover's death in 2000, I have been alone for the first time in my life, and though I have found peace in that, lately I feel open to the possibility of change. The trio performs music I have written at www.sinistral3.com/ -- come and listen.
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"No" has its consequences.
"Yes" does, too.
And so, dragging along
my host of defenses
like a stone,
I leave the comfort zone
of everyday
to enter a magical realm
of angry angels, beaming demons,
earthy squalor, ravishing beauty.

A flute in the trees accompanies
bellows of passion satisfied.
The gamelan of gongs and drums
answers an occasional YOO-HOO!

I am terrified, enchanted.
Frozen and aflame.

And then, you kiss me.
My mind startles,
but my body opens.
.
This i... read more
Fri, May 2, 2008 - 9:48 PM permalink - 0 comments
 

I walk the land and think: Oh.
Thank you. Thank you.
And the trees and birds,
wind and rocks,
whisper back: Welcome.
You are welcome.
Welcome home.

5/2/08
Fri, May 2, 2008 - 9:09 PM permalink - 4 comments
 
A beautiful poem written by Pesha Joyce Gertler -- enjoy! Bob

The Healing Time

Finally on my way to yes
I bump into
all the places
where I said no
to my life
all the untended wounds
the red and purple scars
those hieroglyphs of pain
carved into my skin, my bones,
those coded messages
that send me down
the wrong street
again and again
where I find them
the old wounds
the old misdirections
and I lift them
one by one
close to my heart
and I say holy
holy.
--Pesha Joy... read more
Fri, April 18, 2008 - 12:13 PM permalink - 0 comments
 

Fields of yellow mustard
-- golden fields --
I forget, from year to year,
their beauty.
Always amazed
each spring.
Sun, April 13, 2008 - 8:35 PM permalink - 0 comments
 

(Rain).

Phone won’t work
-- rotary, obsolete.
I weep, keep dialing
beyond zero. You urge:
Get new, move on,
purge, leave the past.
I suppose so.
How else shall I ever connect?

(Moss).

Meanwhile, I’ve badgered the snake
back into his tunnel
by threat and thrust of burning stick.
Once he’s out of sight
I push the embers in,
fill it all with earth
and memory.

(Flight).

Look! The bees and wasps
crawl across my face and arms
without stinging.
The secret is not to r... read more
Wed, April 2, 2008 - 7:18 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
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