A Visit to Lake Shrine

The turtle in its quiet pond knows nothing of the world beyond. The yogi on the bench above is searching for eternal love. And I sit somewhere in between just trying to see what can be seen.

The Herd

We walked among the grazing herd, their nostrils flared, their dark eyes stared, their big ears tracked our every step - like sunflowers following the sun.   We knew our hearts had passed their test, they did not move, let us pass through, inviting us to quietly join their afternoon prayer circle. Last week a... Continue Reading →

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