Nature is Us

Call Me By Name

Do not mistake my raindrops for anguish — I know no desperation.

A hiker’s witness …

Living in the Bones is splendor laid bare.

Vicissitude is the only constancy, rocking you to the rhythm of your worries.

What if who you are, and what you do, were the way of life itself?

Spirit knows how to do it.
We don’t need to figure it out.