
Walking and writing are such an integral part of my daily experience that I would be quite lost without them. There is something so liberating about walking in the hills first thing and literally opening myself to nature’s inspiration. Even walking the same paths on a regular basis always brings new awareness and observations. How is nature speaking to you at the moment?
Roaming Device
Whatever happens I will roam
I’ll roam until the cows come home
It’s humbling to walk life’s path
Us human folk don’t know the half
I’ll wander, childlike, unrehearsed
Complacency is such a curse
and bubble forth just like the brook
Whose wisdom source could write a book
Whatever happens I will stroll
With mindfulness my only goal
For this is when I’m most alive
Creative shoots begin to thrive
Bring on the forks, the curves, the stones
I’ll roam until the cows come home