Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Go to new site for photos

Walking Flagstaff photos can now be seen at this link. 

Friday, April 24, 2015

Saturday, August 16, 2014


Street conversation this morning. (Note: Neither of us was stuporous. We were both clear faced and open.) --
He: I'm stranded. I need money to get home.
Me: I have heard that story for 25 years. We are all stranded and need to get home.
He: (Grins) I must admit I had a drink last night.
Me: So did I.
(Mutual laughter)
He: I just spoke with a woman who said she was atheist. She wanted to know what I believed. I said we are from Mother Earth and will return to her. We walk in between Mother Earth and Father Sky.
Me: Yes. We are in between here.
He: It's Purgatory.
Me: Sometimes it's Hell.
He: (Grins) Yes.
We (simultaneously): And sometimes it's Heaven.
We break out laughing.
He: I love you, man.
We go our separate ways.

walking tips

George’s Walking Tips:
Choose asphalt over concrete, dirt over asphalt
Choose community / neighborhood street over traffic flow street
Choose back alleys over neighborhood streets
Take a new route rather than an old route
Return a different way
Take shortcuts even though they are longer
Pick up money, even if a penny, put it in a walking jar
Notice side paths and follow them. They go somewhere, probably a short cut, or to an interesting place. Human game trails.
Keep a soft-eyed open gaze. You’ll see more, be perceived as less of a threat, get in less trouble.
No marching! Amble. Amble fast or amble slow, but amble. You are amble-utory. You will not need an amble-ulance.
Stop, look and listen. At any time. For as long as you care to.
If you have a watch, leave it at home. You will get there when you get there. And you never get there, you are always here.
Carry a teeny notebook to record your teeny thoughts.
Keep your head up and look around.
Let your head not bounce up and down. Keep an even keel.


Morning street conversation:
Two Navajo men cleaning up shrubbery outside school. I stop, say hello.
"Look at that," the older man said, pointing by his feet.
I look, see nothing.
"Right there," he said.
A delicate spider like I had never seen before.
We stand there looking.
We stop looking. 
A few moments of silence.
"Those elms," he said, pointing to one. "They come up all over the place."
"They're kind of like rabbits," I said.
He and the younger man burst into laughter.
We laugh together.
I say "Take care" and go on my way, a happier man.

Friday, August 15, 2014

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Sunday, February 9, 2014

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

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