Originally posted on writing for self-discovery:
Amit pauses for a photo during a rice paddy walk She calls herself, Healing Pilgrim. Amit’s story…
Opening Hours
You know how it is when you want to go to the bank: You can write it into your day’s…
Birds’ Eye View
I had just enough time to spare before a late morning magazine meeting to lay back on a comfy couch…
Code Word: Mongolia
My dad called yesterday. We talked about how I was going to walk along the Camino. Here is a replication…
The Camino Awaits…
When you start to listen closely, when you start paying close attention, when you stop making excuses on the side…
1-800-Offerings
It used to be that nature provided all the elements necessary for the making of daily offerings to the gods…
Luck o’ the Poop
Within a couple of hours, I was struck three times. Actually, sideswiped was more like it. But with a flurry…
Channeling Mary
After writing about my less-than-stellar Chef’s (umm) Surprise, I reflected on the experience, talked it over with my friend Sherry,…
An Amateur Chef’s Amnesia
It’s been a week since I moved into the house on the ridge named Kaivalya,* the place that Ike and…
The Doors
When yoga class wrapped up yesterday late morning, I was nudged out of my near-blissful state of savasana, collected my…
Healing Pilgrim 