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The wind gusted all day today, keeping the temperature unseasonably low, and the foothills splendidly clear. The creek still runs cold, clear and fast, and it was good to sit…

On a walk after a much needed meditation during a break between storms, a fellow about my age stopped and asked me where all the goats came from in the…

Like millions of others in the global village, I tuned out the hyped royal wedding. But after the pomp and ceremony was over, excerpts from the sermon by the Most…

There’s a pervasive conflation and confusion between occult and the esoteric matters. Are they actually two completely different and distinct things, which have no relationship to each other?

The Legends of Hearts beat out like drums keeping time in a rhythm of a song wrote by destiny. Rivers flowing like teardrops empty out with the season. The sunlight…

The immortal storm is the spirit of all tempests in the universe. The storm can be physical; watering the seeds of the land, or it can be metaphysical and reside…

After a half hour sitting beside the stream on an overcast morning before a predicted storm, the light suddenly changes. The skies become almost white in their grayness, and a…

It’s a rather gloomy day, the first cloudy day in weeks. It’s my birthday and the atmosphere mirrors my mood. As one grows older birthdays tend to be tinged with…