Sacred Play
NATURE HAS ALWAYS soaked me in waterfalls of wonder. In a redwood forest, when I crawled into the hollow of an ancient tree and listened to its centuries of stories. By Continue reading
NATURE HAS ALWAYS soaked me in waterfalls of wonder. In a redwood forest, when I crawled into the hollow of an ancient tree and listened to its centuries of stories. By Continue reading
WHEN AN OTTER DIES, it disappears into earth or river, leaving no obvious sign. Even with the attention given to the otter, with meticulous improvements to its habitat and generally cleaner Continue reading
NIGHTS ARE GETTING CHILLY in the Northeast and I am more often alone when I enter the water now, propelled there not by the heat but because, under water the border Continue reading
BANZEIRO—THIS IS WHAT THE PEOPLE of the Xingu call places where the river grows savage. Where, if you’re lucky, you can make it through; where, if you’re not, you can’t. It Continue reading
THE TERM INFRASTRUCTURE is rarely associated with objects of beauty or cutting-edge creativity. Rather, it suggests a certain bureaucratic blandness, abstractly removed from that which we care about or relate to. Continue reading