Changing Seasons: Feeling the Touch of the World

I wonder sometimes if I am simply dreaming this life, or whether I am being dreamed, instead. In the past weeks, England has been heavily in my mind. At unexpected moments throughout the day—washing and cutting vegetables, walking the dogs, taking a shower—I suddenly see myself there, mostly back in places familiar to me. A…

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Reconsidering Success: Shadows and Light

In the darkened womb of the round, earthen chamber, its center altar lit by a lone white taper candle, I sat quietly on my mat. Outside, unseen by me but their energy omnipresent, the tall trees stood sentinel, whispering stories and songs of the ages at the edge of a restless, dark sea.  I had driven north to…

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