meditation

Though it’s little more than a trickle, the little creek at the periphery of town is running again after nearly six months as a stream of stones. Following the months…

On the last warm day in the Valley, before first snow the mountains, I drove up as high as I could through Lassen Volcanic National Park–over 8500 feet/2500 meters. In…

Usually, an encounter with a wild animal, even in town, isn’t given a second thought. But encounters with animals in a meditative state (which essentially means a spontaneous state of…

The rains haven’t come yet, but the leaves have begun to turn—yellows mostly. It’s early autumn in California, and the winds have cleared and cleaned the air after months of…

The next few months may well determine the foreseeable future of humanity. There is great urgency, yet most people, on the reasonable left and rationally right, want only a return…

It’s often been said that what begins in California spreads to the rest of the country, and the world. God help us if that’s still the case, because it feels…

Having only encountered the harmless garter snake growing up in Michigan, I held a fear and fascination for rattlesnakes when I left the insular peninsular for California at 20. On…

There is a canyon beyond town where, if you go with a humble heart and silent mind, you can feel the presence of indigenous peoples who experienced the sacredness of…