Live in Each Season as it Passes

I believe the earth remembers, that the memory of what has passed remains and becomes part of our cultural memory. There is a sacredness that inhabits these places, as if the soil under our feet whisper a call to action that there are kinder, more compassionate ways to resolve conflict. When the wind touches ourContinue reading “Live in Each Season as it Passes”

Sunday Evening Reflection: Following the Sunset

Ansel Adams once wrote, “Sometimes I arrive just when God’s ready to have somone click the shutter.” That was the thought that came to mind on an late afternoon, early evening walk a few weeks ago. Spring had finally come. The warmth and fresh winds coming from the ocean had a hint of seaweed andContinue reading “Sunday Evening Reflection: Following the Sunset”

A River Flows Through Our Lives

“We need the tonic of wildness…At the same time that we are earnest to explore and learn all things, we require that all things be mysterious and unexplorable, that land and sea be indefinitely wild, unsurveyed and unfathomed by us because unfathomable. We can never have enough of nature.”  Henry David Thoreau, Walden My fatherContinue reading “A River Flows Through Our Lives”