The Shape of Now

  “Travellers don’t know where they’re going. Tourists don’t know where they’ve been.”   –Hostel wall, Inverness I still don’t know why I’m on this journey, and though much of it was carefully planned, the actual shape of it is still unfolding. My journal is packed to bursting, as is my heart and my mind, … Continue reading The Shape of Now

Peace Begins With Me

Peace begins with me. I live in one of “those” neighborhoods where the cops don’t come when called. I live in a community of all colors, some serene, some desperate, some dangerous. Love and hate coexist on these streets. Peace begins with me. I walk without fear, but with great awareness. I am small, older, … Continue reading Peace Begins With Me

A Year In Albion

One day, it came into my mind and heart to go to the land of my ancestors… I made that first trip when I turned 50. Chance–or was it synchronicity–put my arrival the day of the Anderida Autumn Camp.  I got off the plane and onto a train to Lewes, then cabbed it to Camp. … Continue reading A Year In Albion