30 Days with a Madrona - Day 9 - The Devious One
When running a campaign that asks for financial support needed to do one’s work, it’s tempting to get caught up in assessing how things...
30 Days with A Madrona - Day 8 - She Whispers Her Name
I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water. -Wendell Berry I sit and rest my back...
30 Days with a Madrona - Day 7 - Arboreal Sadness
This entire campaign is a great intuitive social medium experiment. The medium is the tree. The social experiment is: what will happen to...
30 Days with a Madrona: Day 6 - War and Trees
The Madrona (who has yet to reveal her name to me) is located on a hillside inside Fort Worden State Park in Port Townsend, the site of a...
Madrona Day 5 - Tree Dance Teacher
I am immersed in a six day Teacher Training for a program called Soul Motion, which is a form of mindful movement dance. In essence, it...
Madrona - Day 4: The Naked Ladies
It is raining rather hard. But I can’t let simple discomfort interfere with my commitment to the Madrona. Dolly and I headed out on the...
30 Days with a Madrona - Day 3
It often mystifies me to wake up and find a mood has already overtaken me, as if it came during sleep, slipped in unawares past the...
30 Days with a Madrona - Day 2
I woke too early in the birthing soft light of predawn. Because the campaign was just starting, I had to go on the computer right away...
30 Days with a Madrona-Day 1
As I turned the corner of the building and could clearly see the full life force and figure of the madrona tree, green leafed and rounded...
30 Days with a Madrona
I begin 30 days with a Madrona tree, spending at least two hours with it every day and eventually an entire 24 hours in its limbs. I will...
