STAY, in the Breath

letters from a writer & photographer's journey

Out of Mourning, Not Necessarily After

This morning I watched an eagle come what felt unbelievably close and before I knew what was happening it swooped down and clasped a duck within its talons. The cry in the outcome of that swoop broke open my heart and words came out. This is a follow up to my last post in which I wrote that it is impossible to be fully present in joy, until we have.. Read More

For those in pain…

The change of the seasons is the same as the boundary between sand and sea, blurred. This week it has nearly seemed Winter, Spring, and Autumn all at once in our slice of wilds. Then to top off this conflux of seasons in these parts we saw something most unique out of any of our years living in a forest by a rushing river so far. We don’t know for.. Read More

Slowing Down (Faithfulness)

I needed these words tonight and as usual I figured I’m not the only one. Also, here’s some pics from a recent morning ramble around the property… I woke up the other night and even though I was right there in bed I had the sensation of being in a car, and the car was slowing down. It was a simultaneous sensation of both observing the tires, watching their rotation.. Read More