What the Woods Said

What the Woods Said

You can’t withdraw, one said. Another, as I passed and ran my hand along her bark, went on to add,...

Sensing

At the Buddhist retreat, wind’s thin fingers skip across my cheeks. In noble silence, I perceive Lake Chapala breeze. Her...

Morning on Earth

Morning on Earth

Lake Chapala ripples toward shore. Pink daybreak, like prayers, rays out over the waters. Round Grandmother Moon smiles farewell in...

Septuagenarian Bliss

I posted  that I finally joined a gym here in Ajijic Mexico this month, but I only had a photo...