Ocate, New Mexico

Ocate, New Mexico

In the July afternoons, I listen to the song of sandstone and juniper berries, while meadowlarks converse in wild, trilling loops. Who am I? The rattlesnake warning of my teeth with a rhythm rattle? The wasp stinging when provoked? What will I sing to this soft hot...

Namaste

When you return from Somewhere Else, if you are lucky, people ask about your journey.  I have not known what to say.  I use phrases like “intensely beautiful”, “hard and rewarding”, “powerful”.  I mention that we treated over 500 people in the community clinics that...