The Hitchhiker

The Hitchhiker

The Hitchhiker On the wing of a fly the moon is born as giant reptiles roam and we circle around the sun. Then off to the sink faucet as a nearby mother coos to a baby cradled on her chest. A stop to listen to the other flies buzzing and teasing the horse ears, making...
The Heart Rope

The Heart Rope

The Heart Rope : A rope tied to my heartBraided from the fibers of fatherhoodHas been tossed over into the turbulenceWith a prayer that your hand will grab it…And I know that only you can grab it This is my journey–Nate Long “Owl” Oil pastel with...
Stepping Through

Stepping Through

Stepping Through : You have the opportunity, the privilege, the strength and the ability To step through this sacred doorway. What will you bring with you? What will you leave behind? This is my journey — Nate Long “Owl” ink with digital...
Talking with Tree

Talking with Tree

Talking with Tree : Tree stands before you. Rough bark on a wide, tall trunk. Branches stretch out above your reach, Like she is yawning after a slumber. Yes… she has just awoken to you, Touching her so slightly with honor, Asking her to tell you her story. So she...
Journey Work