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Category Archives: Travels and Adventures
Walsenburg Waltz
Invocation Beneath the snowy Spanish Peaks The Huajatolla (Wahatoya) in native speak, Our tale begins with Story Creek The steady flow of words we speak On 80 acres of grassy plains Bluffs and hills and scrub emerge We scratch the … Continue reading →
Fool Courting Dance
Fool Courting Dance (soundtrack) A ROADSIDE DISTRACTION First eve of their journey, SF to Boulder, T-Bone asks Mobility B (MoB for short) to stop in Carson City, so he can gamble. But he sleeps thru town, and wakes up in … Continue reading →
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Down Under
The adventures and exploits of one Wiley Timmons, south of the border down Mexico way, leads to lasting friendships being forged and families re-united. Continue reading →
Posted in Art and Literary, Music, Reminiscence, Stories, Stories and Songs, Tim Weil, Travels and Adventures
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Tagged Albert Schweitzer Institute, Blues, Bob Dylan, George Jackson, Guadalajara, Malibu, Mexico, Mexico City, Psychosinthesis, puppet theater, Ray Charles, Santana, South Central Los Angeles, surfing, Tlateloco Square massacre 1968
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Not Far Away
A trip to Israel and journeys to the ancient ruins of Jerusalem, including the Wailing Wall, unearths empathy for the country, its people and its heritage as the author’s ponders his own sense of self and all that has yet to be revealed. Continue reading →
Posted in Religious and Spiritual, Stories, Stories and Songs, Tim Weil, Travels and Adventures
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Tagged Beit She'an, Gaza, Georges Gurdjieff, Israel, James A. Michener, James Joyce, Jerusalem, Mecca, Stephen Daedalus, Subud, the Haj, Wailing Wall, Yad Vashem, Yasser Arafat
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Jailbreak (from Bus to Busted and Out Again)
Passages from Jack Kerouac, Bob Dylan lyrics and meditations from the Great Kanzeon keep the narrator sane and focused on his goals as he drifts across Mexico in the 1970s, experiencing a brief period of incarceration for travelling without proper papers. “They Put Me in Jail, But I Have the Key.” Continue reading →
Posted in Art and Literary, Reminiscence, Spiritual and Mediation, Stories, Stories and Songs, Tim Weil, Travels and Adventures
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Down the Paw Paw without My Ma-Ma
On a sunny afternoon, 11 scouts and three adult leaders (one of whom spoke only French) dropped into the Potomac on the West Virginia shore. The plan seemed basic but as the saying goes, If you make a plan idiot proof, the world will invent a better idiot to carry it out. Continue reading →
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Tagged boy scouts, John Fogerty, Paw Paw Tunnel, Potomac River, West Virginia
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