As the sun sets on All Hallow's Eve, the moments before darkness, in the liminal dusk, I feel the pause inherent in the season's shift, the turning of the months from one to another, and my own journey out of ordinary time at this moment in my life. We've just returned and settled in after traveling to see Martin Shaw  in a tiny venue tucked into the craggy foothills of Northern Georgia. It was like leaving home to go home. The land was exactly what we see from our own window

Touching the Essence through Stillness...   resting on a cushion on the ground in a body in the vastness breathing   behold! here's the...