Swallows in the sky, Nests waiting in mulberry. Pilgrimage circle. Winter respite completed, Final frost left in the north.
Swallows in the sky, Nests waiting in mulberry. Pilgrimage circle. Winter respite completed, Final frost left in the north.
Darkness at the peak, Silence throughout the city. In the distance barks.
A promising young man’s life is ripped from him violently. As his body hits the ground, waves of hate and fear and violence ripple out from him, tossing a community and a country into turmoil. Friends and family weep. Friends…
I have wrestled the last few weeks with how to express my feelings regarding the conflict in Israel/Gaza. I have friends, close friends, on both sides of the field of support. As with any strongly held belief, the happenings of…
Religion. The word has a different meaning for anyone you ask, even those who ascribe to the same faith or sect. It is a very personal thing that links many communities as well as entire nations and regions. As a…
It has been 530 days since I began the footpath of sharing my personal shrine with the outside world. I have made 300 posts to include poetry, gardening, personal musings, and a bit of social commentary. My personal observations have…
“Not by hating hatred ceases In this world of tooth and claw; Love alone from hate releases — This is the Eternal Law.” -the Dhammapada (v. 5) Hate met with hate increases ten-fold, multiplying with every word and every deed.…
I rarely do a second report on any of the locations presented here at the Retreat. This is a special occasion. While Hermann Park in Houston Texas was highlighted months ago because a Retreat member was moving to Houston, I…