THE WILD PATH’S GATHERING BASKET

THE WILD PATH’S GATHERING BASKET

Today, on the last Saturday of August, I set down my gathering basket for a moment to rest. It is time to look back with it upon the path we have travelled together and sigh: here it is now, one whole growing season. I pause in gratitude to contemplate all that has...
SPIRAL OF WINTER DAYS

SPIRAL OF WINTER DAYS

Half a year ago, in the glowing warmth of August, I wrote the previous entry of this blog, titled The Spiral of Time. I remember that moment with unusual clarity. It was the high light of summer — a light so expansive and intense, that it felt like a radiant,...
SPIRAL OF TIMES

SPIRAL OF TIMES

Since the 18th of February, when the new year bearer Mam Oxlajuj Iq’ was seated, I have been listening with a sensitive ear and alert mind to the sweeping winds of change it has brought. These currents have shaken all of us profoundly, across the world. The...
LET THE WILD GREEN FLOW!

LET THE WILD GREEN FLOW!

In the light of a spring evening, I gaze upon the front yard — alive with birch trees, fluttering their newborn leaves, softly like butterflies. The long and gentle spring awakening brought by chilly winds, is still lingering. Here it is, a turning point – the...
WHAT MAYA?

WHAT MAYA?

The purpose of this writing is to open the vast field of meaning that the word ’Maya’ can refer to geographically, temporally, regionally, linguistically, and culturally. When we encounter the word ’Maya’ we can ask for clarification: which...