If Not Now When 2021 Edition
This foot journey I’m on, well underway, can only be done on foot. That means, for the time being, I won’t be riding my motorcycle as many miles as I traditionally have*. But if not now, when? When that question …
How Losing My Tracker Got Me Back on Track
The Nature of Tracking Last Sunday while driving to the trailhead I happened to flip to a radio program about technology and privacy. It’s no secret that our online behavior is tracked. Still, I hadn’t realized the extent to which …
Primordial Sound Meditation: Antidote for Pandemic
Primordial Sound Meditation: Antidote for Pandemic What do we do when our world has spun out of control? When it seems that all traces of personal power are shredded? How do we manage and even spread joy to those around …
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The Bruce Trail: Teacher for the Times
When the student is ready, the teacher appears. The Bruce Trail has become my teacher for the times we’re living! I spot the sign with white blazes marking an access point where I’ll continue my Bruce Trail trek. Peace envelopes …
A Witch Hunt Yields An Unexpected Find
Off on a Witch Hunt Last weekend, a hike dubbed the Cave Springs Witch Hunt along a section of the Bruce Trail piqued my interest. I was curious about the witch, but more than that, the two-hour hike through the …
When an Elder Dies, A Library Burns to the Ground.
A Library Burns An old African (attributed) proverb maintains that, “When an Elder dies, a library burns to the ground.” Books on shelves don’t tell stories. We have to open and read them. Usually, it’s not until we’re older that …
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Beware of Looking Back with 2020 Vision
On the eve of my 1977 wedding I backed out. At least I thought about it. We were at the church laboring through each step of the rehearsal. The wedding party had filed in front of the altar as we …
Tripping Over Roots
There’s so much to see, hear, and feel in the woods, it’s not surprising to find myself tripping over roots from time to time. Thankfully, I’ve never fallen on my face, merely stumbled before regaining my footing. I’d rather be …
Throwing Out the Welcome Mat to Pain
Rather than mounting an armed resistance to pain, have you considered throwing out the welcome mat instead? Pain comes in many forms—physical, emotional, spiritual—an unwelcome and uninvited intruder. We use a variety of strategies to resist and fend it off. …
What a Ride! Navigating During Times of Transition
I learned to ride a motorcycle at age sixteen, when you’re invincible. What could go wrong? It’s easy to learn a new skill. No one told me I could or couldn’t do it or what might happen. It started out …
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