Musings on Plastics, Poetry and Works of Art
A few weeks ago, I took a journey up the California coast to Big Sur, one of my favorite places in the world. I attended a 5-day hiking workshop at Esalen, hiking into the wilderness during the day, settling back into the soul in the evening. It was a week of magic and mystery, mixed in with some poetry from John Muir. I even wrote a Muir-ism of my own.