I have walked through the forests with you, up frosted trails and beneath the summer sun along the Hudson. Each encounter is prefaced by a gift of seeds to the creatures native to the land we are entering, and by a prayerful acknowledgment that the land was once cared for by a people who neverContinue reading “Your Bodhisattva is Showing”
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Legacy
Einstein once wrote to a friend, “People like you and I, though mortal of course like everyone else, do not grow old no matter how long we live. What I mean is we never cease to stand like curious children before the great Mystery into which we were born.” While parts of me, many partsContinue reading “Legacy”
Sunday Morning
My companions as dawn breaks this Sunday morning are the birds serenading me and the rabbit breaking his fast on the clover scattered across my yard. I sit above the fray, listening to Lay, Lady, Lay, Dylan’s most melodious singing of his career. A little blackbird with a luminescent sheen perches on the high railing,Continue reading “Sunday Morning”
Celebrating Earth and Your Day
And so, my love, it is your birthday, not that we began your celebrations that day. We often started on the first of April, sometimes before a daffodil was spotted, but not before the shelves of stores carried Easter eggs and stuffed bunnies. I will celebrate you in the woods this day. It rained thisContinue reading “Celebrating Earth and Your Day”
Walk on the Beach
Against the bluest sky I shield my eyes from the sun to see the gulls drop oysters from above, letting gravity do the work of cracking them open on the rocks below. Todd’s Point is at the end of a narrow rock-walled road where the driver of the oncoming car shakes their head as weContinue reading “Walk on the Beach”
View from the Summit
It is the time for introspection, there are many routes to understanding the nature of our being. I seek to look within and climb to the mountain top, a place I first found walking in the footprints of my father, and upon the summit would slowly turn around in awe of the hawks and eagles,Continue reading “View from the Summit”
The Hudson
Winter has pursed its lipsand blown across the surface,freezing waves in their wake. A river with tides that has carriedfleet Viking ships and hulled-out tree trunk canoesflows back and forth at the whim of the moonlong past the time man floats upon its surface. I gaze west across its watersand hush the whisper of unease;havingContinue reading “The Hudson”
Between The Sound and the River
At daybreak the air holdsa slight chill. There is something about the lighton this fall morning. It will be a good day to ride the trailsthrough the forests nestledbetween the Sound and the river. There is so much beautyto behold, to chase and capture. The other night I caughta Sunflower and the moonin conversation. PerhapsContinue reading “Between The Sound and the River”
That I Might Find Them
In the milder seasons, I slow my ride and scan the horizon, with hopes and prayers that I might find them.
My Devotion
My places of worship are the trails along the water, those that are under a canopy of trees that snake past rivers and lakes and through overpasses where I can see the sun reflected in the water while white swans gently swim in pairs. My devotion comes in the form of sweat, hard breathing andContinue reading “My Devotion”