density

                “Magic doesn’t sweep you away; it gathers you up into the body of the present moment so thoroughly that all your explanations fall away: the ordinary, in all its plain and simple outrageousness, begins to shine – to become luminously, impossible so.  Every facet of the world is awake, and you within it.   The deeper…

a fishing village story

                      There was once a businessman who was sitting by the beach in a small New England village.
As he sat, he saw a New England fisherman rowing a small boat towards the shore having caught quite few big fish.
The businessman was impressed and asked the fisherman, “How long does it take you to catch…

mostly foggy

                                  a few days in Maine   “Mornings meant ‘thick o’ fog’ that caught on rooftops and dripped, blurring weathered gray shingles while barely muting the deep pink of rosa rugosa or the hydrangea’s blue. Wood smoke filled the air on rainy days, pine sap on sunny ones,…

stepping back

we were in between nor’easters.  feeling restless, we packed our toothbrushes, hopped in the car and drove to Maine.  with no particular destination in mind, we ended up in Portland for the night.  we walked all over the city, people watching, testing out some local culinary goodness, just enjoying being by the sea.  there is a sense of randomness and freedom in taking little…

winter sea

  we took the backroads exploring off the beaten track under changeable skies by the sea ending with the best clam chowdah and a few beers at the local pub we walked back to our hotel on the mostly empty streets in the dark