Somewhere in a small roadside fruit stand in Laredo, in a distant township outside Tuskegee, all around this wild world of learning comes a message not frozen, and free. Drive yourself up higher than mountaintops, let go of habits, believe in the awe of life, something that’s true. Taste of the essence of voices speaking from mountains, coyote woman is dying in you. Coyote woman is dying in you.
It’s the essence of the moment, when the voices are out back. When you’re driving up that mountain highway, the coyote with her back-bay act. Tis a memory, of the qualities that you lack. It’s the movement mixed with music, the first time you know peace. That kind of ether joy, that silence inside that the Bible pounders seem to lack. It’s the sound of snow shifting as your tires seek the attack, climbing on to “Deadman’s”, the arc of angels, those above singing, while the witches sing strange rhymes right back. It’s the duty of the calling from sixteen to ninety-two, to face the questions of G_D, and know while, those many scales slip aside, that the light chose you.
Exodus, breath, let those tires drive on, up those mountains that hold excisions, the additions in your life, comes with a dreaming sweet relief. You turn, I turn, we all should turn so briefly, past the place, where daddy lays, he sings, his most holy spirit says, oh how he says, get rid of this worldly grief. Let coyote woman go, this is a dark, incorrigible time, let old things go, come excitedly on up to me.
Heard Ronnie James Dio sing, “The closer you get to the meaning, the sooner you’ll know that your dreaming“, I’m not dreaming Ronnie, I’m not dreaming. Right now, I am transformed into the likeness of Moses, maybe Jim Morrison, who’s almost there. Letting go of coyote woman, and attaching to the light, here so high above creation, at fifty-six, on my way to ether. I worship, only that which allows me to breathe and see. Up here you can only breathe and see.
Somewhere in a small roadside fruit stand in Laredo, in a distant township outside Tuskegee, all around this wild world of learning comes a message not frozen, and free. Drive yourself up higher than mountaintops, let go of habits, believe in the awe of life, something that’s true. Taste of the essence of voices speaking from mountains, coyote woman is dying in you. Coyote woman is dying in you. – 03.28.2017 – דָּנִיֵּאל
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This is brilliant writing. Your use of symbols would make Joseph Campbell proud.
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Hi Stephe, thank you for a really wonderful compliment. Happy you like the post. I love Joseph Campbell’s work by the way. 😉
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I am a great fan of JC work as well. Your welcome, for my comment. I find your writing intriguing, and am curious where the ideas come from for what you write. Would you mind sharing?. 😉
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I write mainly about trivial thoughts of everyday life, some from years gone by and some present, almost what if moments. 😉
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That could be the genius of it all. I seldom see that kind of creativity. Your very in touch with it all. Great writing.
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Daniel, you have hit a home run with this work. With your permission I would like to share it.
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Share away, and thank you very much. 🙂
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Coyote Woman has an abundance of lesson for me Daniel. Your writing is so in depth and filled with many manys from both the old world and now. I enjoyed this very much.
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Thank you much Diana, I love it when someone finds something personal for them-self in what they read. I really appreciate you reading and your comment.
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Your welcome Daniel. 🙂
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The surreal nature of this post is wonderful. I enjoy each piece you write Daniel, and always look forward to the next one. I learn so much! ❤
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Thank you so much Ruby, I really enjoy and appreciate your comments, and your continued support for my writing. It means much to me.
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You know I love everything you write. A privilege to read every word. ❤
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This is why I come to your blog each day Daniel. I never leave unsatisfied. “Coyote Woman” has been gone from me for several years now, and like you I am thankful for that.
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A wonderful blessing you have there Lynette. Thank you for sharing it with me, and thank you for reading and commenting.
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You pulled no punches here sir, and when you brought DIO into the mix I knew it was good. Well done Daniel!
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Thank you King, as you know, you can’t go wrong with DIO! 😉
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Amen to that, love the way you place contemporary artist and their words in your writing. You’re the Stephen King of prose! 😉
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Daniel, this was great. What are we here for questions, that really made me think. I enjoyed this very much.
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Hi Wang, thank you. I always appreciate your thoughts on my work. Makes me think!
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Your writing always makes me think, so there you go. I am still re-reading this piece. Alot going on here.
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Thank you Wang, you provide me the greatest honor!
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Another one from the master I say to myself after reading! 😉
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Alex you give me too much credit, and I do appreciate it. 😉 As well as your reading and comments.
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The absolute best yet! Shabbat Shalom Daniel! ❤ ❤ ❤
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Thank you Heather, hope your week is going well! 🙂
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My week is unbelievable Daniel, but thank you so much for asking. Wishing you a wonderful week as well. Passover around the corner! ❤ 🙂
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❤ this, very soulful.
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Hi Kat, sorry for the delayed response. Thank you, I was hoping this piece came across that way.
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It did….
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Great writing Daniel. The symbolism is big in this one, especially the use of the coyote!
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Thank you Carmel, I have always found the coyote the most fascinating animal.
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I agree, I have a couple that hang around my place in Northern California. Fear in their eyes, fear in mine.
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I have been running late this week on my reading, and almost missed this post, but am relieved that I found it. One of your best to date Daniel, chocked full of meaning with tones set for a new world. Well done. Bill
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Hi Bill, thank you as always for an insightful comment, and for reading my work.
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I keep waiting for that next Hardy Boy story! Anytime soon? 🙂
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Some ideas in the oven, maybe before April’s up, but probably in mid May. 😉
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Can’t happen soon enough for some of us Daniel!
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This is another great one written by the most wonderful writer. I’m a fan! 😉
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That makes my day Raquel. Thank you.
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And your thanks makes mine. 🙂
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Coyote Woman is a powerful image. You have written wild, with a smile and heart, much like Jim Morrison! Wonderful.
BTW That band you posted really does sound a lot like the Doors.
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Thank you again. I really liked the sound of the band, and I too thought they sounded like the Doors. Great minds and all that we are my friend. 😉
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