The flowering dogwoods hung like clouds as I walked in the pine needles and stones. The titmouse declared the sky blue, the dew was burning off, and it was already hot. Among scattered shards of bark and acorn tops, a box turtle shared my path among smooth roots and snags. From out of nowhere, it started to rain.…
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Farewell to Tarwathie
Fleshy, cream colored, and fenestrated, delicious Morels are hollow, with a bulbous fruit that seems to appear overnight, rising from the ground into sunlight after a rain. In April in Missouri we found them growing in a magical place beneath a giant sycamore tree, nestled into a surreal carpet of Virginia Bluebells. On the way in was…
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Heart Work
Center for Creative Arts is a magnet school, one of five in Chattanooga in different disciplines. I became one of 50 arts faculty in a school with 500 arts students, grades 6-12. In the five years that I was adjunct faculty at CCA, my wife Katherine and I were tapped to create curriculum for the…
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Presence
I have spent most of my life contemplating the experience of reality. I have been confounded by the phenomenon of two people witnessing the same event simultaneously and having different experiences. How is it that we can be presented with the same information, and then translate it with such wide variance? I have had a…
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