Six Word Photo Story: Freestyle — A few moments of eternal awe Bathed in the glow of an eery-red moon, I stood, camera in hand, trying to imagine what a moment like this felt to the ancient ones. Can you even dare to think about what they must have felt — terror, awe, inspiration, the hand of the divine — when their…

A couple of weeks in photos — This time of year, I spend a lot of my days outside, where I can hear the hawks on the hill calling to each other with that frantic urgency that hawks always seem to have in their voices. In the background, I can also hear the chirping of the Orioles…

In search of majestic beauty — A flap of wing against the blue, a sweep of feathered grace gliding, sliding, flying, all motion and sacred spirit, the eagle soars beyond the realm of breath and bone, born of the morning, flapping into the evening’s soft embers. Eternal. Eternal. Bless me with your beauty. They say that…

Finding Meaning — What, really, gives meaning to life? In the end, we surrender to nature. And I hope to go with peace in my heart. But, and I truly believe this — if we are here as her eyes and ears and as vessels for her growth if she learns from us…

Finding a little zen with my camera — A nod of lavender, a hint of breeze, a breath of spring, the buzz of bees, zen is in this very moment. My garden is my sanctuary. It calms me, soothes my soul, and provides sanctuary to so many other creatures. Every breath, every space between the breathes, holds room…

Ephemeral Beauty — The poppies send up their orange flares; swaying in the wind, their congregations are a levitation of bright dust, of thin and lacy leaves. — Mary Oliver (Poppies) Each spring in Southern California, a miracle blossoms. Seemingly overnight, the scraggly shrubs along the side of the bike trail erupt into…

A response to the SNAPSHOTS technology and nature prompt — Ambling through the deep hush of the forest in Sitka, Alaska, it’s hard not to be slightly worried about encountering a bear, especially given the prominent markers announcing the last bear sighting (in our case, that very morning!) placed here and there along the trail. We’d just spent a week…

Finding moments of awe — They fell upon the page like ink, dripping from the sea of awe, unintended shadows, unseen before. To look with open hearts and eyes, to open to the divine nectar flowing through our veins and gilding every leaf and branch, to dance with hawk song and cricket calls and symphonies of frogs……

Beauty in the Bog — May we exist like a lotus, At home in the muddy water Thus we bow to life as it is - Zen proverb In India, the lotus flower epitomizes how pure beauty and tranquility can emerge from the muddy waters of life. I love the Zen proverb above because it…