Category Archives: Observations

Out of This Wood Do Not Desire to Go

When I walk the Wood I find stillness. My deep mind activates amongst the giant Doug Firs. I am not alone. I begin to see in each tree, whether evergreen or deciduous, individual shapes and particular styles of bark displayed prominently in the wood. I see moss covering the trunks and then I see bare trunks […]

How Tender is My Back?

My back is almost out. This morning I did something foolish. I was sitting and stood up. What was I thinking?! Just because I have over 56 years experience standing up from sitting does not mean I can just do it every time. It is like when you jump out a second story window maybe […]

The World Knows How to Break Our Hearts

The world knows how to break our hearts. U.S. Representative Gabrielle Gifford is in critical condition because yesterday a gunman shot her in the head at almost point blank while she was meeting with constituents in front of a Safeway in Tucson, Arizona. The gunman also killed John M. Roll, 63, a federal district court […]

Them’s To Blame

In our attempt to live in this troubled world we are battered daily with accusations and finger pointing at groups of people unlike ourselves. We load blame on “them.” In 2010 the US saw an unload onto immigrants in Arizona and Muslims trying to construct a community center a few blocks from Ground Zero in […]

Healing Wounds

“If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow We call them our enemies, but what they share with us brings us all in a light of understanding and hope — human suffering.  The deep wounds […]

Fluxing Poetic

In early September I witnessed a new word forming; fluxing. At a workshop at 8 Limbs Yoga in Seattle, Tias Little, discussing the ever changing nature of reality, spoke of the world as “fluxing.” Then he paused to note that he had created a new word. Of course he merely added a participle ending to […]

Gulf Shores

In the summer of 1959 my parents took the family to Gulf Shores, Alabama. It was first trip to a beach for this 5 year old and I have many visual memories of it, such as looking out my bedroom window before the dawn to see the white sand, a light house across the street […]