today; i left an extraordinary snowshoe workout (more on that tomorrow only for WF.com Members!) up a local Sacred Peak only to return to civilization with an abunDance of…
today; i left an extraordinary snowshoe workout (more on that tomorrow only for WF.com Members!) up a local Sacred Peak only to return to civilization with an abunDance of…
last night; 3:14am Brother Bear dances into my chicken coop, rips off the roost door and consumes our precious “Hanu” (as in Hanuman) before i run naked into the cold night, wielding a flashlight and barking like a mad dog possessed to drive the bruin back into the night…
Aditisan’s first words were, “Why does everything sound soooo beautiful?” Aditisan, of course, was referring to the natural sounds of the varied birdsongs tap dancing across the tapestry of Brother Wind and of the song of the Sacred Headwaters rushing south through granite canyons as if intent upon meeting a much, much Higher appointment.
This M(om)ent… Dewachen; “Daddy,can you PUHLEEEEZE bring home this Leech for me as a pet?” Daddy; “Seriously?” insert the all-too-predictable moments whereupon the precious Daughter convinces Daddy to bring home a Leech as her pet from a high alpine lake, get it into water from the Animas and put it into the unused fish bowl […]
” Yes, you can think” i say … “if you think you can, you can. If you think you can’t, you can’t. Either way, your right.”
should we not imprint upon the cells of our chi-ldren a cellular landscape influenced by misty blue ethers of high altitude, carpets of wildflowers…