There is an art to writing, and it is not always disclosure. The act itself can be beautiful, revelatory, and private.

I appreciate all of the unexpected places, internal and external, that my writing has taken me.

Hope is not attached to outcomes but is a state of mind.

I wonder how it is we have come to this place in our society where art and nature are spoke in terms of what is optional, the pastime and concern of the elite?

To be whole. To be complete. Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connected to rather than what we are separate from.

I accept the Organic Trinity of Mineral, Vegetable, and Animal with as much authority as I accept the Holy Trinity. Both are sacred.

I write as a witness to what I have seen.