Spirituality of the Nighttime

Spirituality of the Nighttime

It’s a long time since I needed a flashlight to see. Really see. Not just shine light upon for greater clarity, but really see. We needed a flashlight at Mt. Carleton Provincial Park in New Brunswick. (You travel to Bathurst and turn left and drive in the woods...
“The Old Man” – Part 2

“The Old Man” – Part 2

I wrote about “The Old Man”, an ancient herb in a previous post. “The Old Man” – Part 1 I imagined my great-grandmother snipping pieces of this ferny herb growing around the foundations of the farm house. The second story my mother...
“The Old Man” – Part 2

“The Old Man” – Part 1

My mother brought me a tiny cutting from her garden. It’s called “The Old Man.” Along with it came a story. Two stories, really. I’ll tell you first today. “The Old Man,” or Artemisia Abrotanum by its formal name, grew prolifically...
Return to Sound

Return to Sound

As stories do, this one came back to me recently. It’s about trees that grow above the timber line where the land is harsh and rugged. Maybe you can picture these trees in their little clusters clinging tenaciously in the cracks of the cliff. They are exposed to...