I posted about notebooks a little while ago, remember? Then I told Rite in the Rain, who make all those notebooks, about what I do … and a package showed up at my house!! . I know there are other notebook geeks out there, people who get giddy at the sight of new covers and fresh…
I interrupt this broadcast for a behind the scenes moment with my notebooks. I take notes ALL THE TIME. I love notebooks, and when I’m in the field I especially love these ones. (Maybe I’ll post the silly and pretty ones I use at home some other time). This represents three years of stories that…
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Come along! Sign up! My next newsletter comes out tomorrow. Previously unreleased photos from Russia, links to new audio stories, and a letter from me to you. Even a song that has inspired me on the road – and I’ll tell you why this custom tundra vehicle is called The Cockroach. I send these out…
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I’m writing these days, which means reading too. From Wade Davis: “… the myriad of cultures of the world are not failed attempts at modernity, let alone failed attempts to be us. They are unique expressions of the human imagination and heart, unique answers to a fundamental question: What does it mean to be human…
“We will fall completely in love with the Earth,” says Thich Nhat Hanh. “When we are in love with someone or something, there is no separation between ourselves and the person or thing that we love. We do whatever we can for them and this brings us great joy and nourishment. That is the relationship…
Oomph. Photo by Eric Guth
I started writing again today . “Maybe I can’t see the big picture and maybe that’s okay; the world doesn’t occur for me that way. I see it all through a maze of details: two rusty wrenches to weight a jigging line, a Q-tip carving lines through a drum dancer’s make-up, the slurping of a…
Me…Russia, 2017. It’s the last Saturday of the year, and my house is very quiet, which makes it easier for the memories to come back. Here’s a section from my Russia diary for anyone feeling homesick, jarred by change, or unsure just what the hell to do next. It’s okay to be scared sometimes. Dear…