The Way of the Sage I love driving home in the dark. Where I live, there are no streetlights and, more often than not, I am the only car on the road. The road twists and turns through glorious avenues of trees that stretch up on both sides and meet high above. It is like driving through a living tunnel, breathing as the leaves rustle in the breeze, leaving me feeling covered, protected, and in awe. For me, the drive is often on autopilot, unless I am very careful to remain present. I know...
1 day ago • 3 min read
The Way of the Sage I watched a massive full moon rise over the horizon. It was halfway up when I first noticed it, and I stopped what I was doing to stare in awe. I was out with the cows, moving them from one paddock to the next. The air was cool but not freezing, and the fog was thick, slowly dampening my shirt. The dogs weren’t even brave enough to join me in that much fog, preferring their warm beds to keep their paws dry. I was transfixed, a giant, glowing ball of light piercing the fog...
9 days ago • 4 min read
The Way of the Sage I got up early this morning to see a "large" procession of planets. I was so excited. I mean, six planets, all in a row. I definitely wanted to see that. I remember being dragged outside in the pre-dawn darkness a few years ago. We were up early in the cattle yards helping a newborn calf feed when someone told me to look up. Across the clear sky stretched 30 to 40 satellites all in a long line, looking like a string of diamonds twinkling in the night sky. I must admit it...
23 days ago • 3 min read
Dreams, birds and symbols The Way of the Sage It's funny how fleeting dreams can be. Vivid one minute, so intense and tangible but the minute you are awake, like mist they disappear. And yet, some dreams linger long after waking, running on repeat in our mind as we try to make sense of them. Someone once told me that a dream remembered was a dream with a message. I'm sure they are right but the dreams I remember, don't always make sense. A dream remembered is a dream with a message. The...
about 1 month ago • 2 min read
The Way of the Sage I almost didn't write this letter. Not because I didn't want to but because I'd become completely absorbed in everything that came before it. Over the past few weeks I've been busy in the background, creating, building, learning till I thought my brain might explode and loving it all at the same time. But, the things I'm working on in the background are visible to no one. I try to explain what I'm doing to people I love and for them it's like I'm speaking another language....
about 1 month ago • 3 min read