Wordless Wednesday – #67
Tag: Video
There is and can be ‘life after…”
Here is the video trailer >
What do you think of when you hear the word grief?
How would you describe the experience, your experience?
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Wearing Masks
What hides behind the smiles?
The vacant staring eyes?
Aren’t we tired, so tired,
of wearing masks?
We stare into the mirror and
what do we see looking back at us?
There living inside we see the mystery,
of the imposter who we do not trust.
The eternal fight rages ever on,
to be who we were created to be.
An endless war wages in our brains,
could we be more than what we believe?
We must stand firm and unafraid,
for we are not meant to be fools.
We toss away the sweetest poison,
of false truths and the ridicule.
We have a destiny and a mission,
a path less traveled that beckons us there.
We must rise like a phoenix from the ashes,
knowing we are not the disguises we wear.
What hides behind the smiles?
The vacant staring eyes?
Aren’t we ready, so ready,
to take off the masks?
~Mark Schutter ยฉ2016
This poem was inspired by my hope that in 2017 I can continue to remove some of the many masks I wear that hide me from others. To be more authentic and real, more vulnerable and accepting, of myself and others. To not live under the shadows others expectations. My wife and I have decided that 2017 will be a year of preparation for us. Preparing our hearts, minds and bodies for the future of all that is good and available to us each day. Now, I leave the ball in your court, how will you live in 2017?
Happy New Year 2017!
The End of Summer Fun!?
Roy Pioneer Rodeo – September 2015
Two short videos from the Roy Pioneer Rodeo in Roy, Washington over Labor Day Weekend here in the Pacific Northwest.ย The video above was edited by me using the smart phone app Magisto. The video below was compiled by Google photos from my video collection.
Do you have a favorite? We enjoyed a great afternoon at the rodeo as summer starts to wane into autumn. What fun have you had lately?
โDonโt be afraid to go after what you want to do, and what you want to be.
But donโt be afraid to be willing to pay the price.โ ~Lane Frost
“If you havenโt fallen off a horseโฆthen you havenโt been ridin’ long enough.”
“Dropping into the Void” – The Video
A short video created using the phone app Magisto from pictures I took during a mountain bike ride last weekend. Accompanied by a bit of micropoetry below, edited and revised from an earlier post. Hope you enjoy! Now get outside, breathe the air and enjoy our beautiful world.
Dropping into the void
The end unseen
Floating the dusty slide
Dirt washes clean
Sojourn to forgotten places
Rocking the routine
~Mark Schutter ยฉ2015
Rushing Waters
(A short video of Snoqualimie Falls in Washington state, enjoy!)
The rushing waters
Never slowing
They cascade
Falling
Down
Bright
And new
Washed clean
Standing upright
In the waters rush
~Mark Schutter ยฉ2015
The Championship Ride
A short video of my daughter’s Championship Ride in the English Hunter Walk/Trot Class of the Daffodil All Arabian Show sponsored by the Daffodil Arabian Horse Association of Washington earlier this year.ย She is riding a Spanish Arabian horse named Rico owned by Josie Gillespie of Gillespie Performance Horses. This video was created and edited using the app Magisto. Enjoy and thanks for watching! ~M
Heat Miser
I’m Mister Green Christmas
I’m Mister Sun
I’m Mister Heat Blister
I’m Mister Hundred and One
They call me Heat Miser,
What ever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch
I’m too much!
Mister Green Christmas
He’s Mister Sun
He’s Mister Heat Blister
He’s Mister Hundred and One
They call me Heat Miser,
What ever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch
He’s too much!
Thank you!
I never want to see a day
That’s under sixty degrees
I’d rather have it eighty,
Ninety, one hundred degrees!
Oh, some like it hot, but I like it
REALLY hot! Hee hee!
He’s Mister Green Christmas
He’s Mister Sun
Sing it!
He’s Mister Heat Blister
He’s Mister Hundred and One
They call me Heat Miser,
What ever I touch
Starts to melt in my clutch
I’m too much!
Too Much!
A Tribute to an Old Friend
of our previous dog Shilo.ย (Mark Schutter ยฉ2013)
Remembering an old friend who died many years ago in the spring 1997 at the old age of 14.ย A collie / shepherd mix she was a one of a kind treasure of a dog.ย She literally saved my life, but that is a story I will tell in another blog at another time.
She was with us through our entire marriage and unfortunately was only around for a short two and one half years after our daughter was born so they barely got to know each other. She was loving, loyal, a true companion and a trusted friend.ย She was always with us on many trips all over the Northwest from the mountains (in bear country) to the sea and she always was a protector and a source of joy! She loved the beach but was not to fond of the water. ๐ย We miss you Shilo!
A couple of years after she died I created this video tribute below and posted it to my YouTube channel, “Shilo, With the Dawn”
Dark Horses
Switchfoot – Dark Horsesย
(acoustic version from the album Vice Verses)
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Yeah I made my mistakes, I seen my heart cave in I got my scars, I been to hell and back again Born for the blue skies, We’ll survive the rain born for the sunrise, We’ll survive the pain
[Chorus:]
Weโre singingโฆ Hey, you canโt count us out Weโve been running up against the crowd Yeah, we are the dark horses Weโre singingโฆ Wait! Itโs not over now Weโve been down but weโve never been out Yeah, we are the dark horses
We found the way out, The city takes everything it can But outside the crowds, I can feel my lungs again Born for the blue skies, We’ll survive the rain Born for the sunrise, We’ll survive the pain
[Chorus]
We’re singing La la la la la la la La la la la la la la. Yeah! Born for the blue skies Born for the blue skies Born for the sunrise Weโll survive the pain
[Chorus:]
Weโre singingโฆ Hey, you canโt count us out Weโve been running up against the crowd Yeah, we are the dark horses Weโre singingโฆ Wait, donโt care what they say We know weโll find a way Yeah! We are the dark horses Yeah! Laa la-la-la-la-laa Laa la-la-la-la-laa &
[Faded Voice:]
Keep running with the dark horses Hope makes the blood change courses Keep running with the dark horses Stand up with the dark horses Keep running with the dark horses Hope makes the blood change coursesย
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(This song is a theme song for me.ย As an artist, poet and writer these solitary pursuits take me into places that others including myself at times, may fear to go. There can be terrible dangers and evil, but also beauty and light.ย I often feel like a dark horse in a world of light horses, but I always have hope and wish to dispense at least a little of that hope to others and shine a light into the dark. God Bless ~M)
Mark Wayne - Author and Warrior 