The Persistence of Steps
A May hike with Jan, a few false peaks, and the rhythm that carried us home. Jan (pronounced “Yawn”) came…
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Pull up a chair and sit awhile: Engage, Reduce, Persist
A May hike with Jan, a few false peaks, and the rhythm that carried us home. Jan (pronounced “Yawn”) came…
On leaving Casa Saguaro, tending to the ordinary work of departure, and learning how presence lingers even as we go…
What does it mean to belong—to a place, to a rhythm, to a story that doesn’t begin and end with…
When we first walked the land where Casa Saguaro now stands, I wore shorts. I hadn’t yet met the cholla.…