A trail following the creek leads to an Aboriginal sweat lodge. In addition, I found a “living” shelter woven from willow, hidden in a copse. Inside was a log pew for the weary spiritual seeker. Posted throughout the property are small signs bearing quotations from ecologists, First Nations leaders, and theologians such as Thomas Berry. There is much for a Pagan to explore.
The cicada song in the trees above intensified as I approached the center. Coincidence, I’m certain, and yet…Read More
Entering At dusk I sat under three live oak trunks that grow in woods near my house. I cleansed, grounded, and centered and began square breathing*, with eyes open and attention focused on the tree. I imagined that, like the…Read More
This essay was originally published at Trent Fowler’s blog, Rulers To The Sky and at RoguePriest. Meditating with the Buddha As I sit writing this I have just finished a three day retreat at a Buddhist monastery nested in the mountains…Read More