Month: December 2014

The Winter of Listening

by David Whyte No one but me by the fire, my hands burning red in the palms while the night wind carries everything away outside. All this petty worry while the great cloak of the sky grows dark and intense round every living thing. What is precious inside us does not care to be known… Read more »

The Art of Thinking

A thinker, truly, I am that. Often, I come across a spark, a flicker, a glimmer which sets in motion a flurry of firing synapsis within my mind, body and soul. If I allow it, this happens easily everyday. Today I conduct a mutual interview to again teach in a collegiate setting. I have been… Read more »


by Yael Meyer it takes us by surprise to see with naked eyes you were wrapped in a cocoon within my humble womb in your eyes your naked eyes the world begins anew in your heart your naked heart there’s only love, an endless kind love oooo breathing for the first time light and bright… Read more »

Union of Paths

“The tradition of pilgrimage is as old as religion itself. … The tradition of pilgrimage is being revitalized during our own times to seek answers to our longings. “Pilgrims are people in motion, passing through territories not their own—seeking something we might call completion, or perhaps the word clarity will do as well, a goal… Read more »


cli·mac·tic times, they are always moving toward the goal the end of a way to the beginning of another circular repeating as needed weaving a pattern of being of, is, I, am