I woke up early, just as the sun was beginning to soften the night’s hold on the world. I ate breakfast watching the tree leaves reappear under a sky steadily filling with light. This isContinue reading
We could all use more time…and quite a few more walks in the woods.
There is something to be said for living in such a way that you could let go of everything. It is the sense of possession, and more than that, the sense of need, that keep us from feeling happy.
“The sea is emotion incarnate. It loves, hates, and weeps. It defies all attempts to capture it with words and rejects shackles. No matter what you say about it, there is always that which you can’t.”
A green castle amidst a desolate landscape, a flapping Haitian flag waving us quietly goodbye. My last image of Haiti is filled with a strange sadness.
We live in a world in which every decision that we make counts. We must decide what kind of a world we want to live in, and then decide what those decisions will be.
Remembering the parts of our world that have been forgotten.
There is something miraculous and moving about certain places. Certain spaces and moments are so moving we are forced to pause. We are called by something almost inexplicable to consider, to reflect, to heal, to be rejuvenated by the sheer act of being alive.
These are the moments that sustain us, the flickers in time that must be sought and cultivated and created. So go ahead…let your breath by stolen on the wings of a butterfly. You’ll only be the better for it.