Headed Northwest to Washington, my best friend from junior high guided me on a walk to one of the finest forests … an old growth Ponderosa grove. Cared for and stewarded by generations of different cultures, these trees stand with … Continue reading
I assume that once hollowed, there comes a moment when the structure can no longer hold. And in a flash, the tree explodes and crumbles, crashes to the ground and shatters into sound. I assume. Because as the proverbial tree … Continue reading
What more needs to be said than simply that; newness invokes the beginner’s mind. And it is that beginner’s mind that lights up when we travel, triggers synapses and dopamine responses, fuels creativity, fires up the hot savor of life. … Continue reading
I assume there are places we hold in our mind’s eye, in our heart’s adoration, for as long as our life will allow. Whether from the remarkable beauty of that place, or the repetition of our return to a certain … Continue reading
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As winter arrives, I am reminded of its unique beauty. The distinct whites and blues and yellows of the season. A coyote crossing the frozen waters of an urban lake. The patterns and textures of snow across grasses. The shapes … Continue reading
I often have the same thought landing and walking somewhere new: all my life this has gone on here. Waves have rolled onto this coast; the wind has whipped against these trees; families have driven up this dirt road and … Continue reading
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