When I woke the first morning in the mountains this past week, it was raining. It had started in the middle of the night and woke me with its sudden unexpected drumming upon my tin roof. It continued through the night and well into the morning, a steady, medium rain in a thoroughly gray sky. …
Month: May 2020
I brought myself to the mountains this past week, along with a great deal else, but, most importantly, my Self. As I have said, I have been hearing the call to a new way of being in the world, a new way of being supported by the world. I went to the mountains because the …
Yesterday, the chickens were out running about and I was supervising. Every time a crow cawed, they would run for cover under a car or in their pen, and I would chide them gently. “Sillies,” I would say. “The crows won’t hurt you. It’s the hawk that circles around these parts you need to worry …
The most important stories are often the hardest to weave. How do you know where to begin? An orb weaving spider begins in the center, doesn’t she? No. At a corner, and then allows a breeze to carry her from one anchor point to another, trailing silk behind her. That’s it. One corner is connected …
The year is 1995. I am a senior in college. I have powered through my first three years, taking everything I could handle each semester, starting with advanced classes because I had tested out of the 101 courses. By now, I have fulfilled all the requirements for graduation and nearly all the requirements for my …