The sun setting over the trees at the top of the hill yesterday marked the end of my second full week at Can Serrat. The first day of the third and final week has also begun to close, slowly and with a chill in the air. As night divides the day outside, I am sitting […]Read more "Lessons Learned Among the Artists"
The Benefits of Living Loose-Footed Hiking alone is one of the most liberating and empowering activities you could probably get up and do right now. Stepping out on to the road with nothing but your gear and wits suddenly places you in a position of responsibility and independence that is so hard to find in […]Read more "Hiking a Holy Mountain"
For me, creation comes from creation. In deep green it is possible to find the spark necessary for a blaze. Surrounded by tall glass walls and cement, creation seems to wither and fade away. That’s not to say that I can’t write within a city setting, I just find that doing so is like digging […]Read more "Angels in the Garden"
“Words are air. Writing is forever.” – Fridge magnet The act of putting words onto paper is like bringing something to life. From soil or skin, something blooms and lives in reality. Ink drips slowly, soaks into paper and then forever more the truth is made. The intangibility of the blog is something that keeps […]Read more "On Paper Plains/Planes (Or: Again with the Changes)"