While there is still time

  Don’t Hesitate If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroy...

  James Godfrey-Faussett: "100 years ago Ethiopia was blanketed by 45% forest and now that figure is down to just 5%. Part of the survi...

After the red Gulmohars of summer, the pink/purple/violet Bauhinias are here, announcing August. To Look at Any Thing To look...

In an Hour We Live a Lifetime Walking the world of dry leaves and rickety bridges, there as in old letters, we ...

  What I Have Learned So Far Meditation is old and honorable, so why should I not sit, every morning of my life,...

Love Letters Every day, priests minutely examine the Law And endlessly chant complicated sutras. Before doing that, ...

Listen. Put on lightbreak. Waken into miracle. W. S. Graham

"Every year a given tree creates absolutely from scratch ninety-nine percent of its living parts. Water lift...

"Time is kept and curated in different ways by trees, and so it is experienced in different ways when one is among them. This discreti...

trees, in general; oaks, especially; burr oaks that survive fire, in particular; and the generosity of apples seeds, all of them: carrots li...

The Wild Geese Horseback on Sunday morning, harvest over, we taste persimmon and wild grape, sharp sweet of summ...

"I can’t quite shake the astonishment. I can’t quite believe what my life keeps teaching me, that material ...

"We suffer, often unknowingly, from wanting to be in two places at once, from wanting to experience more tha...

Our noisy outer world is but a reflection of the noise inside: our incessant need to be occupied, to be doing something. Three Types ...

Learning from Trees If we could, like the trees, practice dying, do it every year just as something we do— lik...

Listening to the wind in the trees, especially during this beautiful leaf-falling season here, being amazed at hearin...

A Poem for My Daughter Extracts It seems we have made pain some kind of mistake, like having it is somehow wrong...

These are dark times. Rumors of war rise like smoke in the east. Drought widens its misery. In the west, glittering towe...

Blue skies And dragonflies, October. Notes from a Ritual Note 12: Receiving http://whiletheworldisgoingplaces....

The Orange At lunchtime I bought a huge orange— The size of it made us all laugh. I peeled it and shared it with R...