Under the Baobab Tree

I've been at a loss for words as of late. This is something that commonly happens when I go too long between excursions. Silence... Has escaped me. Silence. Affords me a clarity that I am unable to get elsewhere. The static of the daily becomes toxic and overwhelming, leaving me useless. Last week while in …

Is trying to figure it out a pipe dream?

I sat here quietly. Engrossed in thought attempting to do the impossible, trying to make sense of it all. Actually, I find myself in this position more often than not, but not necessarily sitting on this particular tree stump, looking out at this particular outcrop of trees. But actively sitting in repose, trying to make …