Last
night I listened to my friend Rob tell of a dream. The dream is
simple. He is standing on the shore when he is engulfed by a huge
wave crashing over him. Rob, like me, is in mid-life. For as long as
I have known him, I have admired his engagement with life. Enthusiastically
direct, incredibly honest and simultaneously simple and profound.
A collection of sporadic reflections on little journeys through life. About land and love, about mountains, mid-life and meaning, about relationship and rocks, about the science and poetry of parenthood. At its best it is a look below surface, a passionate engagement with beauty, and an on-going attempt to discover what is important.
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It is my hope that putting this voice out into our world has value, not only for me, but for others, as well. I admit to sometimes entertaining dreams of it going viral, of infecting the world with my vision. But most of the time I am content to be motivated by Gandhi's assertion: whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.