The wee morning hours are singular moments of life awakening—each in its own way and on its own terms. Subtleties that, within hours, will meld into a community of motion that turns into day.
Today I sit—book in hand—reflecting on how this came to be. Wondering how my name appears on the cover of a book with a well-known author and shamanic practitioner, and so many other inspirational writers. Pride and astonishment filter through my being…
I sit before this vast wilderness soaking in the untamed beauty that surrounds me. Rising majestically from the ground before me is Open Door—Matriarch of the Valley. Her green rolling hills give way to granite cliffs that give way to a vertical incline speckled with trees that gives way to a shale face that touches […]
Clouds blanketed the sky with the hint of rain to come as this new day beckoned to me for a leisurely walk. As I ventured out into the morning air, a disturbance quickly caught my attention. Two robins, perched upon a split rail fence, shouting their warning call for everyone to hear.
I sit in a forest of green listening to the morning songs of birds’ unseen and the distant drumming of a determined woodpecker. These simple pleasures are a gift from Mother Nature.
If you spend a lot of time in nature, you are bound to have some magical moments. Nature is all around us. Sometimes grand in scope like a National Park and sometimes our own backyard. One of my magical moments happened on a grand scale – in every way possible.
Experiencing nature in its raw unspoiled state is exhilarating to say the least and one animal holds the magic and wonder like no other — the unbridled experience of seeing a wild horse! Why?
Do you ever wonder what it would be like to be a mole? I’m talking about the animal! Think about what it takes to live your entire life in a subterranean world. Well, one mole is getting its moment in the sun!
Yes! It has been awhile, but it is April now and spring has sprung here in the beautiful Pacific Northwest! What I love most about the spring are the sweet subtle signs it brings. Like…
I have a special place I go to most mornings nestled within the trees. It is a perfect environment in which I am the outsider. With each visit, I quietly observe the pace of the world around me. Although it seems still, life is all around me.