A walk in the park
I will remember the sun on my face yesterday. I will remember the clouds travelling across the sky. Growing in intensity, angry. I will remember how the clouds blocked the sun from warming my face. Every day things are changing…
May Quarterly 2020
From my chair to yours. "Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right doing, there is a field. I'll meet you there." - Rumi How are you? I am sitting in my morning area. It is an old, comfortable chair. I’m…
May I Walk With You?
Where do we go when we close our eyes and open our hearts? Where will the silence take you? Where will the silence take me? Is it different for you? Where do you go when your eyes soften and your…