It's time to reconnect to what lies within.
Pause for a moment. Take a breath. Do you still feel the pull of the sky? The call of mountains and lakes, of leaves and rain? The crackle of fire deep in your belly, the hum of the forest's song thrumming in your bones? Outside your window the land breathes and beneath your skin, your cells throb with recognition. Circadian rhythms flow like forgotten rivers through your veins. We wax and wane, we ebb and flow, we are part of a web which stretches far wider than the digital world.
Stillness as a political act
“I feel like I’m witnessing the end of the world” she said. No wonder. It’s mid-January, there’s a tap water… Read More
The black river of loss
"Every year everything I have ever learned in my lifetime leads back to this: the fires and the black river… Read More
From Water to Air: Gratitude, awe, and devoted obsession
I want to share something with you. A new collection of writing using the 5 elements as its structure: Water,… Read More