Nature

A certain oak tree grew beside a small lake in a place far away, a long time ago. The certain tree was not of exceptional stature, nor of unusual symmetry. Its foliage was no more beautiful, nor its bark no… Read more >

By chance, I came to a place in the woods where I was meant to begin a search – a search not for something I had misplaced, but a search for something within me that had yet to be revealed…. Read more >

“I become a transparent eyeball: I am nothing: I see all: the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me: I am part and particle of God.” from “Nature” an essay by Ralph Waldo Emerson

“G” Street,  La Porte,  Indiana (1943) The street where I lived was narrow and shaded by towering maple trees. In the fall the maples were clad in shades of red, of subtle yellows, of fading greens, and of brilliant orange…. Read more >