And then loomed the white cliffs of Dover (also in England), which served as the concluding bookend to my aforementioned pilgrimage. Interestingly enough, I was very nearly trapped by the incoming tide while walking along the base of these cliffs, stumbling across a pretty vast boulder field while the rising waves crashed about my feet, […]
I then returned to Germany and “discovered’ Killesberg Park in Stuttgart. It’s funny how we can live in a place for so many years, and yet so often refuse to encounter or notice its more amazing facets … “The experience of Sacred Space makes possible the ‘founding of the world’: where the sacred Manifests itself […]
Later that same year I returned to Washington state and made another trip with Rebecca Jean to Mt. Rainier National Park (where I am seen here,beaming Big Gratitude towards the Cascade Mountains in the distance)… “And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, […]
Rebecca Jean took this lovely photo of a Peace-filled brook coursing through a mountain meadow in Mt. Rainier National Park … “All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was.” ~ Toni Morrison
This image shows me sitting peacefully at one of my favorite places of & for real Reverence; a rocky outcrop just below Christine Falls overlooking the Paradise River (again in Mt. Rainier National Park) … “I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us […]
This was also the year that I received and read a copy of “In the Wave Lies the Secret of Creation” and am truly amazed (and deeply inspired) by the greatness of Walter Russell … “You may command Nature to the extent only in which you are willing to humbly obey Her.” ~ Walter Russell
These proved to be my own version of “The Wonder Years”; over 100 days when I soaked up enormous amounts of quality time with Duncan (in this image, almost 2 years old) – playing for hours on end in my apartment, roaming throughout Stuttgart by bike &/or stroller, and spending an astounding amount of time […]
This was the year when I frequently enjoyed the Peace & Beauty of Killesberg Park’s “Tal der Rosen” (the Valley of the Roses) in Stuttgart) … “A single rose can be my garden … and a single friend, my world.” ~ Leo Buscaglia
This was the year when I begin to radically experiment with cellular memory & culturally imprinted archetypes to access my internal “greater Awareness.” In truth I still use this technique regularly & sometimes call it “Chatting with God” — not because I believe in an external, separate, personal godhead (I don’t), but simply because that […]
Inspired by my love for moss (which reminds me to remain alive even in times of adversity, and to do so by walking with intentional & conscious gentleness through my life); I temporarily adopt “Mossway” as my last name. These were the days when I continued to Wake Up to what it means to live […]
And this was the year when Duncan & I enjoyed an especially heavy load of wonder-filled bike rides through Stuttgart’s Rosenstein Park & its smoothly flowing Schlossgarten pathways … “In my garden there is a large place for sentiment. My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams. The thoughts grow as […]
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