As we move into increasing hours of darkness and the sharpening guide of slanted light, I’m with these words of Thich Nhat Hanh:

Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the earth revolves.

The Morning Sky

What’s the message for today?


I wake enchanted with how a child finds a branched stick and then a hole perfect for insertion, and then, trying different rocks finds two just right to create a story about a bird in a nest. 

Yesterday we were talking about the problem of the homeless, the range of reasons. How do we help each one? 

We begin with the children. We have the money to educate each child in the way that most nourishes their intellect and encourages their creativity.  Don’t we have room for diversity in problem solving as we honor the abundance of ways each of us participates in our intake and outtake of the world?

The bunkers and tunnels in the Marin Headlands were once used for defense of the Golden Gate. Now, they provide views and a place to count hawks as they migrate.

Walking to even more views


Ah, yes, this rock fits the branch

Rodeo Beach and the Marin Mammal Center

Bears celebrate the Warriors win at The Overlook

Herb Caen’s “Baghdad by the Bay”

The Birds are Singing

Shunryu Suzuki Roshi: I don’t know anything about consciousness. I just try to teach my students how to hear the birds sing.

I don’t know if I’m hearing better or if there are more birds singing this year but all seems alive with the songs and flight of birds and displays of flowers.

Photos from along the marsh.

Skatepark for the “kids”