Everybody needs a slipstream once in a while, like a tired cyclist drafting behind a fellow rider, hopping aboard a current of flow created by another body when our own inner resources are depleted or MIA.
Read moreSharing the burden and the bounty
Though illness (and its remedies) is often treated as an individual experience, the pandemic's persistent interruption to our lives in 2021 is monumentally larger than any one person, and its shared collective burdens are significant.
Read moreA common purpose
I spent last Saturday helping my dear friend Suzanne Morgan build a meditation labyrinth at her West Virginia yoga and healing center, Moon Meadows Farm. A group of us gathered on the hottest day of the year, hydrated and sunscreened, and set to work. We carted, lugged, lifted, placed, and blessed over 2,000 rocks in a 96-foot spiral path that sits in a meadow's clearing at the edge of a tree line in the Shenandoah Valley. The Blue Ridge mountains rose gloriously in the distance, reminding us where those rocks were born.
Read moreSmiling On the Outside
We are learning that pandemic life has no on/off switch, nor an instruction manual with delineated steps. But we will have small victories along the way, as each phase moves us forward into safer, sweeter times.
Read moreLearning To Be Together Again
I wanted to hug everyone, but I knew we weren't ready for that yet.
Read moreWould you like some poetry with your science?
As we navigate today's turbulent pandemic seas, what will hold us intact as we find our way to safer shores? For sure, we all need tangible and scientifically-proven invaluables such as healthy food, warm and dry shelter, reliable internet, and masks to reduce the transmission of infection. But I also need a little poetry to go along with my science.
Read moreRadiance for the Holidays
It's a holiday season we'll all remember, and not for the usual reasons that memory serves. We may be keenly aware of all that's been hollowed out by the storm of 2020 – the gatherings that didn't happen, the meals we couldn't share, the embraces we were warned not to make.
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