Contemplative/Nature
Recent Journaling
What Do You See?
This summer, the river that runs by my front door has been my refuge. On the river, everything is so normal and predictable. It could be any summer. The sun and moon rise and set on schedule and travel the path they always do, undistracted by human drama. Birds sing....
When the Heart Breaks Open
There's a spot on the Hudson River I paddle to almost every day. It's my quiet place of solitude. It's just large enough to pull my kayak onto and do some walking meditation, back and forth for 15 to 20 paces. This is a new spot for me. Normally, I wouldn't linger in...