A solo quail visits my bird feeder each morning for the past 2 weeks. His small, black topknot along with his mottled feathers tells me he is a juvenile. He is an orphan but surprisingly, adopted by a family of mourning doves and while they feed alongside him, I notice their symmetry; they have been… Continue reading The Birds and Me
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The Sun, The Mountain and Me
My thoughts have been cluttered these past few weeks; like an octopus’ tentacles splayed in every direction possible, grasping, attaching, to everything it can find. It is not unlike me to live inside a chaotic mind and I even fancy it at times, as with the madness, comes the satisfaction of doing, of producing,… Continue reading The Sun, The Mountain and Me
Nighttime Bedfellows
2:15 It is my witching hour. I don’t even have to look at the clock anymore. I know what time it is. Every night, night after night. The result of a heavy mind. Lately, words like “uncertainty” and “patience” have been part of my daily vocabulary- lots of change pending for me and for my… Continue reading Nighttime Bedfellows
Abundance 