It is early in the morning, in the new year 2025.  As I walk my dog past the lake, I notice a dozen ducks gliding down to land on the water.  They congregate together, bobbing on the surface.  One by one they begin to dive under water until there are none left at the surface, the lake now an empty mirror.  The ducks have gone into the deep together, foraging. I am reminded of a winter solstice message from Francis Weller that I recently listened to, where he spoke of humanity

It’s a blustery April day on Nantucket Island and I am hunkered down inside under pandemic quarantine orders.  Wrapped in a blanket and...

There is a trend emerging in our current culture. A movement toward something more, something beyond the confines of buildings.  There is a