A Photographic Sage

Be Still  Be Present  Be Patient  The Three Be's of  Contemplative Photography   It seems to be shaping up to be another W...

   Borderlands are especially important in Celtic Spirituality.  The place where two ways of being touch are deemed sacred.  Edges, betwe...

   When I first entered the Harvard Art Museums lobby, I was transfixed by the stairwell and spent quite a bit of time photographing the ...

   We are getting storms every 3 or 4 days.  First snow, then freezing rain which is sculpting the landscape in wonderful ways.    A fr...

   I can certainly empathize with Louis Agassiz.  My small backyard offers endless opportunities to explore.  I took a walk on a pleasant...

   After my lovely afternoon at the Shaker Village, I drove home by three lakes.  The sky was turning quite dramatic so I decided to see ...

  It was a whirlwind day...a kaleidoscope of diverse experience.  It was not, in many ways, a very "contemplative day".  But, ...

   The Center at Westwoods is an amazing place.  My friend and I spent a lovely hour or so walking the grounds recently.  My fist thou...

   The monks at St. Joseph Abbey live in a kind of border world between the sacred and the worldly.  They have chosen a life that tries t...

On my window sill...    I had brought three books with me to St. Joseph's Abbey for my weekend retreat.  I planned to do a lot of r...

   Zuihitsu ( 随筆 ) is a genre of Japanese literature consisting of loosely connected personal essays and fragmented ideas that typically ...

Crossing the Threshold The Tiniest of Toads Leaf Lace Tree Scar Contemplating the Falls Roots and Rocks The Final...

You can find sanctuary in the most unlikely places... Don't forget to look back... The Oceanic Effect...*    The wonderf...

What's Holding You Back? Biting Off More Than You Can Chew When the Student is Ready the Teacher will Come

Where There's a Will...    Nearly stepped on this little crabgrass tuft as I got out of the car.  I've never been a huge fan of...

     I recently had the old wallpaper striped from the hall and for the first time I was able to appreciate the lovely shadows cast on...