the world around me

Me in a meditation dome at the ashram in India's north, where the Beatles learned Transcendental Meditation.

Rainy Spring

The rain has come down in streaks all week, but I don’t mind. It’s the change of seasons, the transition from yellow, parched grass to turning-green. On the way home from school, Shaya noticed tulip shoots beneath the matted damp ground. “Buds!” he exclaimed. “Flowers are coming up!” Sure enough, they are. Everywhere around us, things are blooming, growing, opening.… Read more →