As the summer turns towards fall the painted turtles are gathering on the log at the edge of the pond to soak up summer’s last rays of sunlight. Before long they will be burrowing in the mud at the bottom of the pond sleeping through the cold months of winter. Read more…
It’s hard to believe that it is Almost September already. The summer days seem to fly by so quickly and then before you know it we are turning the corner into fall. I’ve been noticing the shorter day length and even taking advantage of the fact that I don’t need Read more…
Yesterday afternoon I took a late August walk in the woods. I was Seeking Grace and solace after hearing that a friend’s husband died unexpectedly this week. As I walked I soaked in the quiet humid beauty of this unusually rainy summer in Minnesota. Though the leaves may be a Read more…
In the heat and humidity of late summer the pond behind our house has grown a kind of sludge that covers its surface. But still I find beauty in its colors and reflections. As Summer Wanes and heat and humidity still reign I was surprised to see painted turtles sunning Read more…
When I breathe in and out mindfully I notice that there is a pause at the end of the out breath. It feels like infinity to me, or perhaps The Pause Under Everything… mortal and immortal, real and unreal, known and unknown. During this pause I experience a letting go Read more…