Hello Wilderness, Our Old Friend
“Do you believe in forest spirits?” she asked, whirling around to eyeball me. Do I? I searched my mind for an answer, but ran into a mess of opposing thoughts instead. “DO you?” she...
Travel, Art & Yoga Blog of an Indian Yoga Teacher
“Do you believe in forest spirits?” she asked, whirling around to eyeball me. Do I? I searched my mind for an answer, but ran into a mess of opposing thoughts instead. “DO you?” she...
I’d read it somewhere and felt it resonate – The only Zen you find on the tops of mountains is the Zen you bring up there. Every mountaintop I’d met had affirmed this....
Skies punctuated by floating people wherever I looked – a bizarrely common sight these days in Bir with the Paragliding World Cup behind us. Even as I write these words, three gliders slow-dance with the winds outside my window and a fourth cartwheels her canopy, shouting her glee into the winds. To get closer to the action and to get our nature fix, we drove up to Billing and scampered like lab rats set loose on the mountain.