Mingus Creek poetry
Standing next to a rushing stream in the Great Smoky Mountains Park I jotted down a poem in a “diamont” style. Nature calls me to observe her constancy amid my sanguinity. Mingus trail stream White...
View ArticleChicory and Queen Ann’s Lace
My heart flutters. Illinois roadside chicory and queen Ann’s lace Revive feelings of childhood walks along an Ohio bikepath. Gratitude swells for wise parents who created space for Spirit to speak to...
View ArticleBlessing
As our journey begins, here’s a blessing I’m singing, thanks to my friend, Sara and generations before her! “May troubles be less and blessings be more May nothing but happiness come to your door And...
View ArticleThe Real Work
The Real Work — Wendell Berry It may be that when we no longer know what to do we have come to our real work, and that when we no longer know which way to go we have come to our real journey. The mind...
View ArticleLet’s Meet at the Next Trailhead
The journey that I’m on now has a name – Journey to the HeartLand – for its significance in my life. I thought that this one would be different than other trail walks I have done. Wouldn’t an off-trail...
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