Okay, have a landing pad and a departure pad
as anchors if you must.
But that is all.
Allow each moment to inform the next.
Nowhere to go; no place to be, except
right here
for as long as you decide.
On a day when winds are raw, rains insist
on their priority,
and fog is playing stingy
with the view
don’t climb Diamond Hill in some
stubborn display of endurance.
No panorama rewards your foolishness.
Did you know?
moss likes to be tickled as you walk by
chickadees will follow you if you ask them to
there is nothing so exciting as the far off sound of ocean from a protected spot in the woods
Did you know?
tree roots are decorations for the earth's floor
and fallen trees become...
In June, I attended a week-long Healers' Intensive, hosted by poet, novelist, storyteller, teacher, healer and medicine woman Deena Metzger. The experience takes one back to the ancient tribal ways of listening and being together in council. Of being so inextricably woven into the fabric of all life...
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