We are Beautifully, Mercifully Unfixed—Reimagining what it Means to Heal
Metal cutters in hand, I make my way deeper into the forest.
I have walked this path many times but never prepared with thick gloves and the right tools.
As I approach the wounded trees, I pause for a moment to witness them, the wire fencing...
If We Really Love Mother Earth, We Must Do This First
Dear fellow Earth lover,
You may or may not associate yourself with this label, but the truth is that we are all quietly biophilic at heart, we all have an innate draw to the living world. Nature is an adventure, a healer, a companion, a teacher,...
Sing To Me Just Like That: Part 4
ICE
There is a wind, a breath, a lingering contrail of energy left behind from all the interactions of nature. Everything is moving towards everything else, blood vessels stretching, rivers running, lungs expanding, roots touching, nerves...
Sing To Me Just Like That: Part 1
FLOWER
It is the day after Mother’s Day and the unseasonably warm weather has made the peonies on the dining room table prematurely stretch all the way open. Last night I refilled the water in their vase, making sure it was icy cold...