Troubled times have a way of dissolving the maps we thought we were following. The old paths blur. The signposts maybe contradict each other. Noise multiplies while meaning thins. In moments like these, the temptation is either to harden into certainty or to scatter into confusion and distraction. How can we hold fast to our purpose? How can we maintain a positive outlook and vision for ourselves, our families, our planet? I have decided to hell with resolutions. Instead I wi

A sense of discovery can bring great joy, even in hard times. It requires curiosity, perhaps breaking out of our routines…not-doing, trying new things…feeling our longing for those places of wildness that leap like a flame in our hearts. We have to first imagine it, breathing gently onto this flame. What would it be like to reclaim that lost 60% of our connection to nature?