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Here in Salt Lake City, we are enjoying impossibly gorgeous days, replete with the scent of blossoms on the air, and everything seems to be bursting into life in full color. Ahhh. I love spring. I have 2 poems for you this morning. First this one, as the trees have been giving such gifts to…

A couple days ago, while working at the computer, Erin invited me to pause, and listen to Mary Oliver reading her poem: Mornings at Blackwater For years, every morning, I drank from Blackwater Pond. It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt, the feet of ducks. And always it assuaged me from the…

There’s something Russell Delman said when I was at a retreat with him in Seattle a few weeks ago that keeps coming back to me me, and I’m inspired to share it with you. First I’ll share a poem of Rumi’s and then play with the poem a bit to say it differently (kinda like…

A note from Carl:  Happy Equinox to you! Lat weekend, while Erin was in Seattle at a retreat with Russell Delman, Mesa and I got to take a father/son trip down to Boulder, Utah.  I am so grateful to live in a place where you can go and not see another human for two or…

I’ve been thinking about a line I heard Russell say some months ago. It was something like this: “Letting ourselves and each other out of the boxes we’ve created is a great act of love.” What are the boxes? Old self-images. “I’m this kind of a person. I could never do that.” Old images of…