Whisper to Me

For a long time, I’ve believed in whispering. Sometimes, in anything, a whisper is far more powerful than a shout. Near silence is better than volume. For in that moment, susurrus — that murmuring in quietude — can be captivating. Perhaps...

Crows, seeing people; people seeing crows

The recollection of a face, reflections on corvid recognition. I’d offer this: these days, there’s more interest in the corvid population than ever before. Why? Because we’ve all learned about the degree of intelligence that is connected with the...

arriving, to song…

Greetings and good morning. And it’s far in the morning there, mid day, here. I’m in Istanbul, having just arrived. I’m staying at the Four Seasons here — which, really, is the first time I’ve done this, ever — staying at a hotel...

Fearful Symmetry

Dzong | The Fearful Symmetry of Bhutanese Architecture | 10.27 In a way, for me, there’s something long-reaching, far-running, back into my mind and memory for the spirit and personal connectedness that I’ve got with the nature and spirit of Bhutanese, and...