In the beginning of July, I was a lucky participant at Fishtrap’s Outpost workshop, a week-long writing workshop that takes place on the Zumwalt Prairie, owned by the Nature Conservancy as North America’s largest native grassland. This little gem of waving grass and wildflowers, bear tracks, and coyote song is nestled in the notch of … Continue reading
“It was about an hour after sunset. The Catlin Gabel campus was completely still all around. But yet, nothing was still at all. Not even the tiny bright green fern sprouting from rich soil. The wind went crazy and there were way too many bird calls around to keep track of, and yet not enough. … Continue reading
“Our mission is to plant ourselves at the gates of hope- a different, sometimes lonely place, of truth-telling about your own soul first of all and its condition, the place of resistance and defiance, from which you see the world both as it is and as it could be, as it will be; the place … Continue reading
It’s dogwood season. The time when color comes back into the world, fragile green leaves craving the sweet kisses of sunlight. They (and we) gather it close, soaking it in, feeling the fresh breaths of spring. Outside my back door is a dogwood tree. Most of the year, it grows unassumingly out of a concrete-enclosed hole … Continue reading
“Always there was a timelessness, a residue of the sacred, and a lingering feeling that I was witnessing something spectacular.” -Charles Finn, Wild Delicate Seconds – I recently came across a thin volume of nature writing in my local bookstore. It was fairly nondescript, save the beautiful woodcut of a Water Ouzel wading through surf … Continue reading
Believe it or not, it’s been almost exactly two and a half years since I started writing regularly in this blog when I moved to San Francisco in 2010. Surprisingly or not, my conception for this blog has changed since then and I have been living in a different city for almost two years! I … Continue reading
From my window, I can see the tall pines in the park. They are dark and tall, like sentinels. They have known many years of the comings and goings of the human way. I put my writing desk in front of this window so I could stare out at the tops of these trees, cutting … Continue reading
Well, Happy New Year! In 2012, I rang in January 1st surrounded by friends old and new in Seattle. My mantra for the year was to “dwell in Possibility.” That was certainly the case! I did much galavanting outdoors and spread my wings anew this year. January 1st of this year was much less eventful, … Continue reading
Here’s to a fruitful and beautiful year of writing! I am ever grateful. Welcome, 2013. Here’s an excerpt: 600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 3,400 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 6 years … Continue reading
Yesterday it all officially began again: the season of lights, comfort food, laughter, family, gifts, and giving thanks. We joined hands at our table last evening with family and friends to celebrate the things we are grateful for in our lives and remember our privilege in being able to sit at a table creaking with … Continue reading
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