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  • Fortuity and Fiddleheads

    I almost missed these fiddlehead ferns, although they predictably appear each year among wild ginger and lily of the valley.  I simply forgot to look for them until they surprised me on May Day.  Fiddleheads are the pungency of spring, deep and hearty in the mouth.  They are reminder that so much loveliness is ephemeral. …

  • Knowing our Part

    How to know when it is time to stand aside or when it is time to come forward: Knowing resides in a still, small voice heard with full attention.  It may emerge in connection and coregulation.  A still, small voice can even hide in cacophony. Here are ingredients to support knowing: Sufficient spaciousness, collective clearness.…

  • Eating Arzua Cheese in the Rain

    I stood shivering in the rain on the Camino de Santiago pilgrimage in Spain, a piece of bread in one hand and an enormous hunk of local Arzua cheese in the other.  Fellow pilgrims doggedly walked by, trailing colorful flowing rain ponchos over their packs.  Lovely plum jam dripped off my makeshift sandwich and fell…