I sense a call beyond my borders,a summons to move outside the small and confining,the…
Category: theapoetics
As the trees go bareand the winds chill,we hear ancestorswhisper in dreamsand in stones,we hear…
I know it all feels heavy.It is all too much.There is so much painand suffering,so…
We dedicate ourselvesto the path of the everyday mysticin the temple of the ordinary,this earth,a…
Ode to April:you arrive with thunder and windand then settle yourselfacross the landwith pink and…
Perhaps we are all wild plums
in this now.
Doggedly taking root,
despite stones
and storms…
One truth of being humanon this small and glorious earthis that we carry whole worlds…
It can be difficultor even feel impossibleto fully arrive intoour own lives,to be present with…
There are times in whichwe are poised at the crossroads,these waystations of choice and change.We…
Being in the world to see it,is the best way to learnits secrets and stories.Walking…