Wring Out the Light
Originally published at http://clearstorycollective.org Let’s say that you take your kayak onto a pond one October morning, and you’re in no hurry to get somewhere else. You’re simply here, awake and still, welcoming each moment as it comes, floating wherever the breeze may take you. From your boat in the middle of the pond you watch the dark water, the birch trees leaning overhead, and the golden-green grasses on the …
