Cantwell Cliffs is a part of Hocking Hills State Park in Logan, Ohio. It's remote, but not godforsaken. Away from the crowded whereabouts like Old Man’s Cave, it's perfect for the beautiful introvert explorer. There are eroded, cavernous reaches, mineral halls that one must squeeze past, and rich trees that perfume and compose their own… Continue reading Cantwell Cliffs, Ohio
Today, World Environment Day, fills one with hope; it’s to honor what is gorgeous and essential. In our slippery existence, we can only do what we love; everything else is tasteless or even bitter soap. If one loves stepping freely into unblemished water and air, meeting humid trees, or knowing animals, isn’t it by some… Continue reading Unflinching, Rapturous Peace
Comparing wide open space to a grove. Behold! Mohican State Park, Ohio, est. in 1949. Both are excellent for fixing the mind and curiously remind me of the Bhagavad Gita, when Lord Krishna says to Arjuna: “I promise you; you are dear to me” (Chap. 18, v. 65). The Bhagavad Gita. Translated by W.J Johnson.