The Path… why we desparately need silence, solitude, and paying attention

a simple overnight can teach life changing lessons

My daughter and I are going up into the high country, but we'll be taking the road less traveled.Instead of parking at a trailhead and following a line on a map, we'll be walking up, behind the chalet we purchased nearly one year ago with a vision of offering hospitality, space to hear God's voice, and a sharing of life in a mountain setting with guests.  This way of getting to our destination offers no line on a map - just word of mouth, unused and overgrown roads and subtle paths which, if … [Read more...]

Snow Day…

Went up to the writing cabin to prepare it for the coming deep freeze and got more than I bargained for... a perfect powder day at Mt Baker!  On this day, I'm thankful for health, the beauty of snow, and backcountry skis. … [Read more...]

Alone again, naturally.

"Alone" isn't really the right word, because I'm referring to the two of us, husband and wife.  We've been on a vacation this week, not the kind where I'm speaking every day, but the kind where there's been zero agenda, each day ripe with the opportunity for adventure or naps, or both, as our own choices dictate...Tuesday: DetailsWednesday: A bike ride from somewhere below artist point, all the way to the top (each of starting at different places).Thursday: Bicycle adventures in … [Read more...]

Alone again, naturally.

"Alone" isn't really the right word, because I'm referring to the two of us, husband and wife.  We've been on a vacation this week, not the kind where I'm speaking every day, but the kind where there's been zero agenda, each day ripe with the opportunity for adventure or naps, or both, as our own choices dictate...Tuesday: DetailsWednesday: A bike ride from somewhere below artist point, all the way to the top (each of starting at different places).Thursday: Bicycle adventures in … [Read more...]

The Shalom of Creation

Yesterday my wife and I drove up the Mt. Baker highway to its very end.  She wearing snow shoes, and I backcountry skis, we made our way higher and higher in the silence of a spring snowfall blanketing the upper reaches of the Cascades.  Light and shadow, wind and stillness, moments of clear visibility suddenly shrouded in cloud, silence:  this is the sensual feast of the mountains in springtime.  These elements do something to me that can only be described as "shalom", a deep sense that this mom … [Read more...]

Rest and Wounds

After falling last Thursday on the ski slope in Austria, I could barely move. My fall was a mere 150 meters of skiing above the gondola, which I needed to enter in order to get down the mountain, for only the top half is presently up and running. It was getting dark, and every turn made my insides feel as if they were being pulled apart, so much so that I briefly considered sitting on the snow and waiting for help to come.As the nature of my injury became clear, I did what I'm prone to with … [Read more...]


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