I had a one-sentence blog post1 in my head. Something about a thing that was not everything, followed by a notion about what is everything. (Even though that phrasing bothers me these days, because it might be confused with the socially popular, dramatic, vapid penchant to declare any and all Read more
A short walk along the Arkansas River in central Colorado, a seat on a boulder at the water’s edge. Meditation. & Poetry, unpolished. A flow I call poetic notings from time spent in nature come to mind, and I listen: The water at the river’s edge expands and contracts, inhales Read more
As I’ve written before, in “What Sets a Poem in Motion,” poetry often starts flowing in my mind when I’m present and open to it. It doesn’t take much to set it off. On hikes, in the shower, meditating. Anywhere, anytime. As long as I’m not brain-deep into spinning on Read more
Overview: In this short solo episode (ep 129), Adam Williams explores the mind-bogglingness of the Universe and our human arrogance to think it gives a fuck about what we give a foolish fuck about. He wades into our relatively insignificant places as humans in the vast universe and considers what our Read more
Overview: In this short solo episode on the Humanitou podcast, Adam Williams shares a couple poetic examples of his awareness practices while on a trail hike. (Released on podcast on Jan. 21, 2023) Also on Apple, Spotify, Pandora, Stitcher, YouTube, Google and other players. EP 125 SHOW NOTES, LINKS & TRANSCRIPT Connect with Adam Williams Humanitou on Read more
Poetic notings of an afternoon in July 2021 while reading on my front porch in Colorado: A winged yellow insect appears on the page I am reading, walking northward, parallel to the epic’s spine. It pauses in the gap where the sentence soon will end, “Music erupted in the [insert Read more
Notes from an evening walk with my wife on my birthday’s eve, 2021: Archipelago of clouds infused with hues of lavender and pink, something feeling more refined and elevated than mere references to cotton candy in the evening sky, a chain of islands ephemeral and conjuring the Pacific, serene Read more
In Mary Oliver’s poem, “The Moth, The Mountains, The Rivers,” she writes: “Who can guess the luna’s sadness who lives so briefly? Who can guess the impatience of stone longing to be ground down, to be part again of something livelier? Who can imagine in what heaviness the rivers remember Read more
Overview: Yassine Diboun is a professional ultramarathon trail runner, coach and entrepreneur (Wy’east Wolfpack) in Portland, Ore. He’s also nearly 17 years sober. In this conversation, we talk about Yassine’s story of addiction, which started at a really early age. And we talk about sobriety. Serious topics no doubt. But we Read more
In a new series of abstract artworks, I’m exploring an overlap of areas that interest me: simplicity, meditation, solitude, spirituality, nature, clarity, connection, circles, balance, abstraction … I’m choosing to use only black, blue and white in this work. I’ve come to the abstract visual of rock cairns as a Read more
Another prose poem and photograph from the #trailyoga and #showyourwork files. Bird I don’t know why he did that, why he stuck the toe of his shoe against your head and body, and flipped you rolling in the dirt and rock. The savage. I saw you first. Whole and still, Read more
From a morning trail yoga stroll among the mountains: Another look into the unfolding process of a photography project, poetry and yoga. Husks of life small and quiet offer whispers of what they once held when they alighted on grainy walls of rock red, buried in millennia of revolutions Translucent Read more
Update: This photography series continues to evolve and expand. Now called Reverence: Portraits of Natures Mortes, you can see a selection from this work in the Reverence online gallery and via the @humanitouphotography Instagram page. (April 18, 2019) I’m lighting the fuse on a new photography project. It’s one I’ve Read more
From the #showyourwork files … I’m living by the peso and here’s my packing list: a pocket notebook for poetry notes on the go, a morning pages journal, an unlined pocket notebook for small sketches and pithy lightning bolts, a bigger sketchbook, and new artist pens and graphite pencils. Three Read more
Introducing Echoes of Oms Patanjali’s Yoga Sutra I.1 atha yoganusasanam “Now this is yoga as I have observed it in the natural world.” There are nine short poems in the Echoes of Oms chapbook. These, and the monochromatic photographs that accompany them, come from experience in the natural Read more
The summer jungle at Arapahoe Basin has taken over the slopes. I don’t easily recognize spots where my family and I spent last winter’s days gliding on planks of one kind or another. The thick plant life that tangles some of the runs is fed by snowmelt. Seasonal creeks Read more
I have not been truthful. I have told my wife I go fly fishing. Fly casting is more accurate. Fly drifting. Water watching. River wading. I am no risk to fish. Myth + Truth of Fly Fishing for the Scenery I started fly fishing last year, a few months after Read more
Sitting on a stump weathered gray, a seat in nature. The cut end of its separated body, the one it must have known and lifted for decades or longer, lies only 4” off its pedestal. The similarly grayed tree fell at an angle on the gentle uphill. Only one side Read more
Perched on red rock, a climbing novice’s mild, short scramble up to a sloping seat with a view above one of the main hiking runs in Red Rock Canyon Open Space in Colorado Springs. It wasn’t intentional. It was a hike with a pause that turned into thoughts. A pause Read more