


I’m returning today.
From Comox, British Columbia. Through Vancouver. Home to Utah. From the company of good, wise, kind Men. To my Sweetheart, our hearth of home and heart.
Trips matter. So does the Learning. So does the Story. So does the Circle. Returns too, with an invitation to integrate and to share.
I’m a man of many good friends, colleagues, fellow learners, fellow question askers.
Today, remembering the drum for its ceremonial joy and depth. Same for the river, where a few salmon jumped. Same for the fire, where flames dance the mystery of it all.



