Calling me Back

You won’t know unless you ask…nicely.

Before my departure, I had to find the manager of Miranda Gardens Resort. Miranda is a small town, population less than 500 – a boomtown in these parts. I had only spent one night there in February — had only one walk in the ancient forest. To feel the spirit of the woods, to touch the spirit within you within in those woods, requires Time. I found her. “Is there a cabin I could rent at a discounted rate for a couple weeks before the tourist season begins?” There was. In April. And I’m back.

“I just can’t get enough.” – Depeche Mode (not a band fan but lyrics sing true:)

Uprooted life
Look Up, child

“I wish to speak a word for Nature – to regard man as an inhabitant, or a part and parcel of Nature, rather than a member of society.” – Henry David Thoreau, “Walking”

(Not rain but) Litterfall – made up of lichens, leaves, branches, pollens, cones, droppings, etc. steadily falls to the forest floor.

“I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us aright.” – HDT

Morning joy ride
i heart
Blankets of Redwood Sorrel

“I do not know of any poetry to quote which adequately expresses this yearning for the Wild.” – HDT

Natural landscaping
Eel River
Welcome, spring buddies

“I felt in need of a great pilgrimage so i sat still for three days.” – Kabir

Idealist: Eleven books for ten days

If you know me you know I can’t sit still. A spiritual saunterer – word derivation “sans terre” – without land or home…having no particular home but equally at home everywhere – especially right here, right now, among these redwoods on The Avenue of the Giants. They are my church, preaching the gospel according to this moment.

On today’s walk in the forest, I heard an inner voice – speaking the word, “release”. I ruminate…I am a sensitive child. There’s always something going on with family and I take on their emotional concerns. I want to help, to support, to “fix”, and offer suggestions. What am I doing?! I know nothing. Their answers are within themselves. Today’s sermon: Try and… simply listen. At most, offer a compassionate, “You’ll figure it out.”

Now, my little cabin in the woods, let me continue to read. To write. To walk. To listen.

“Yes the answer lies within
So why not take a look now
Kick out the devils sin
Pickup, pickup a good book now”.

– Cat Stevens, “On the Road to Find Out”


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