The relationship of humanity with landscape.

Flattop Beckons-- Chugach Mountains, Anchorage, Alaska, 6.8.17
Flattop Beckons– Chugach Mountains, Anchorage, Alaska, 6.8.17

Kipling reverberated through my mind. “Our England is a garden.” Here were still, rural regions, peaceful and beloved, where tranquil rivers flowed, rolling meadows shone in the sun, and castles and cathedrals sat serenely, much as they do in the Britain of storybooks. A little farther afield were grim moors, abrupt hills, and threatening islands. And beyond and behind this outer landscape– I now knew this truth with certainty– there was a hidden world all around me, a world full of magic, mystery, and adventure, and I considered how the character of the British people was molded and informed as much by the quiet and secluded valleys and the steep crags as the mysteries that emanate from behind the trembling veil that separates the unseen world from this one.

— Simon Buxton, The Shamanic Way of the Bee

“You have traveled too fast over false ground…”

Edge of the stream-- Girdwood, Alaska, 6.8.17
Edge of the stream– Girdwood, Alaska, 6.8.17


You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come, to take you back.

Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.

Become inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.

Imitate the habit of twilight,
Taking time to open the well of color
That fostered the brightness of day.

Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.

John O’Donohue

Excerpt from the blessing, ‘For One Who is Exhausted’

Lahinch / Co. Clare – 2017