
Painted Trillium Patterns
There are patterns everywhere the trillium says to me, and I lean in closer, not entirely astonished by the connection, but […]

There are patterns everywhere the trillium says to me, and I lean in closer, not entirely astonished by the connection, but […]

I wasn’t looking for wildflowers. Much less listening for them. No, I was careening through the forest on my mountain

The hawk sailed over the tangled crown of the oaks, then turned in a wide arc so that his underbelly

I thought they were squirrels at first, fussing amongst themselves as squirrels do. It was early November and I was

We’ve entered the season of darkness, especially now that our clocks have magically turned back. The nights will come almost

Back in September, when we had our first bit of cold weather, I had to make a decision: will I practice cold water immersion

Human attention is a curious, precious thing. I am thinking of my own experience with attention. How, when gathered and

We think of language as a hallmark of our species. Something we have, that other animals do not. A repertoire


If you gaze deep enough into the Cosmos, you will find the Cosmos dwelling within you. Or, as the case may be, if you gaze deep enough at the Moon, you will find the Grandmother gazing deep into you…