Radiance, Love, Discernment, Power, & Leadership
It is a clear, sun-shiny day here at Green cove, yet the air is filled with the violent sound of thunder from over the mountains. Breezes here on the ground are gentle, yet a glance up through the trees reveals a turbulent sky filled with motion and activity.…
Blue Ridge Mountains, NC These are the mountains of North Carolina -- it rains here. It rains a lot. Occasionally, there is a brief period of warning, such as the sound of distant winds carrying the rains in my direction, or the thunder that looms far way, then…
Having climbed steeply up the bank of a large gorge, we finally arrived at our point of crossing. From above, the water is calm, gentle, and cool. Hovering 6 inches above the surface of the water is a deep mist that burns off as it emerges from under…
I am in constant wonder as I sit on the bank of small rivers or streams. The water flows down from above, climbing over or around the rocks and other obstacles in its path, and continues on its thoughtless journey down hill to the oceans. The bank opposite…
Today, walking through the misty forest, everything took on an ethereal quality. Sounds were muted by pattering rain drops, and sight was limited to the land immediately beyond my feet. Standing still, I could watch my crew of students emerge from behind a wall of cloud, and then…
Tessentee, NC It is now dusk on the first night at my new location at Outward Bound. Four people are playing guitar, one harmonica, one penny whistle, and a mandolin. They are playing "Blues" with OB-type lyrics, attesting to the gripes that crews of past have endured. I…
Hawksbill Mountain, NC There is a Whip-poor-whill off in the distance. I've never actually seen one, nor has its call been pointed out to me, but the song I hear is so distinct, I hardly believe it could be anything else. As the moon is revealed and then…
Potomac River, Maryland As spring rolls around, the water levels on the Potomac surge and boaters abound. At Rocky Island, waves of 5 feet stand in one place, daunting eager kayakers -- imploring them to come play in the water with their winged corks they call a craft.…
Definite darkness is setting in. I did not get as far up the mountain as I wanted to. Seeing a 200 foot rock climb, I felt an incredible urge to get to the top. The climb started to approach safety limits for a free climb, given that I'd…
North Carolina 8/11/90 - 8/13/90 This solo is long overdue. As I pull into the parking lot, the "trailhead" sign takes on a special significance. "This is the beginning," it implies. Just where it comes out, you will have to travel and see for yourself. And the trails…