grief – The Solitude Trail

The Way of Flowers

God sleeps in minerals, awakens in plants, walks in animals, and thinks in humans. Sanskrit It is an odd day to be writing about flowers, this darkest day of the year, the winter solstice. Where I write to you from the Okanogan Highlands in northeastern Washington snow blankets the ground, and winter storm warnings areContinue reading “The Way of Flowers”

Learning to Grieve on the Trail

Those of you who read last week’s post will understand why it is I am focused again on death and loss. It is a good time of year to ponder such things. The needles of the larch trees have largely been shed by now, and the paths are golden in places where they have fallen.Continue reading “Learning to Grieve on the Trail”