When you’ve been tussling with something for a long time, you wonder if you’ll ever reach the end. And then something happens. A word or comment. An insight. Simply seeing it from another angle. And there it is. The answer is in plain sight. Yet it wasn’t in plain sight. It wasn’t that we’ve been … Read more
Picking up the heavy bag of alpaca feed, I had a choice. Climb straight up the steep field and over the fence, or take the track that traversed the hillside. I’m glad I chose the track. It gave me time to unwind from the pace of the day. Time to notice what was going on … Read more
Because we often look at the same things as others, we assume that we all see the same. Here’s the thing, we don’t. And if we think about it, we can’t. I love the simple invitation from Rick Rubin below: Look for what you noticebut no one else sees. + Rick Rubin, The Creative Act: … Read more
This is the lovely phrase an Irish friend used on a call yesterday. “A moment happened.” Were we there? Not exactly, but his lyrical storytelling held us in the moment. And even if we couldn’t smell the vast Californian redwoods or hear the scamper of the deer, we were there. At least in our imagination. … Read more
Eyes adjustingto winter’s harvestof seedheads inchill wind and ice-blue skies. What does this timerequire of me, andwhat peculiar giftsdoes it bear? Will I standwith open hands,or shield my gazefor another day? ~ I’ve been drawn to these bulrushes on successive days. Each time I encounter them differently, sometimes with extraordinary contrasts.
One of the privileges of living here in the valley is seeing the familiar through the changing lenses of the seasons. I notice the difference between yesterday’s light snow flurry and the crystal clear winter sunlight a few days ago. Yet we are not always returning to a remembered place, but maybe something stirs in … Read more