Mid-summer has arrived. The tomatoes are vine-ripe, the mornings cool and lightly foggy. And yet, every day I wake from wild dreams—the kind that come during times of transition. I'm wandering through buildings, walking up and down stairs, searching for someone or something.,,,
Surrender
The Turning Point
Being Open Hearted in a Closed World
We all wanted to be here on planet Earth for the big change, the climate extinction, the end of the world as we knew it… It seems to me this is a luscious challenge. It’s easy to be open hearted in a mountain retreat, birds and butterflies fluttering around, soft breezes blowing through shimmering leaves.