There are no passengers on Spaceship Earth. We are all crew. Marshall McLuhan

Let fall from our hands the busy pages and works. Walk in the sunlight and read the holy book of earth leaf by cloud, wave by wing. Listen ...

Let the Old Wild Mother (Earth) speak for herself this morning, softly, greenly and lit from within. As Zen master Shunryu Suzuki wrote: “Th...

Turn off the lights. Go outside. Close the door behind you. Maybe rain has fallen all evening, and the moon, when it emerges between the ...

Spirit, rehearse the journeys of the body that are to come, the motions of the matter that held you. Rise up in the smoke of palo santo....

The moral covenant of reciprocity calls us to honor our responsibilities for all we have been given, for all that we have taken. It's o...

You really don't have to lose everything and travel to a remote valley to discover that the world is always rushing forward to teach us...

The moral covenant of reciprocity calls us to honor our responsibilities for all we have been given, for all that we have taken. It...

What we need, all of us who go on two legs, is to reimagine our place in creation. We need to enlarge our conscience so as to bear, mome...

Spirit, rehearse the journeys of the body that are to come, the motions of the matter that held you. Rise up in the smoke of palo san...

Ultimately, to live an enchanted life is to pick up the pieces of our bruised and battered psyches, and to offer them the nourishment ...

Our efforts to honor human differences cannot succeed apart from our effort to honor the buzzing, blooming, bewildering variety of life ...

For those of us who care for an earth not encompassed by machines, a world of textures, tastes and sounds other than those that we have ...

Earth is a good word for pondering in this shaggy season as we cultivate our gardens and tend the sweet beginnings of the harvest to co...

I breathe in the soft, saturated exhalations of cedar trees and salmonberry bushes, fireweed and wood fern, marsh hawks and meadow vole...

Ultimately, to live an enchanted life is to pick up the pieces of our bruised and battered psyches, and to offer them the nourishment th...

I want to write my way from the margins to the center. I want to speak the language of the grasses, rooted yet soft and supple in the pr...

What we need, all of us who go on two legs, is to reimagine our place in creation. We need to enlarge our conscience so as to bear, momen...