I am a writer living on the central coast of California. After spending many years living on a small boat and sailing around the world, I came to appreciate how tiny and insignificant we humans seem in the natural world that surrounds and supports us. We appear to be living on the edge of the wild, the largely untamed and unknown world into which we are embedded, exploring the borderlands that lay between the human and the more-than-human worlds, and the ways they overlap and mirror each other.
Now that I am again living on the edge of the wild in a home bordering a nature preserve, I find myself re-exploring those borderlands, not only through my encounters with the wildlife and natural habitat that now surrounds me, but also through reflecting on those years living on the sea, and through my writing, my artwork, and the books I’m reading.
This blog was created to explore these topics with others.
Questions & answers
I was honored to be nominated for an award which came with these questions. The answers tell a little more about me, so I thought I’d include them here.
1. What is the most difficult piece of writing you’ve ever written?
All writing is difficult for me, but most recently, the blog post The Deer’s Scream, My Mother’s Eyes, and the Ripe Strawberry was especially difficult.
2. Do you do your best writing in the morning or at night?
Morning, especially when I first awake, in bed, on a yellow pad in pen.
3. What is your favorite quote?
I have so many, it’s hard to choose. Here’s is something from the German poet Novalis that I recently came across and love: “The seat of the soul is where the inner world and outer world meet. Where they overlap, it is in every point of the overlap.”
4. Where is the most interesting place you have ever lived?
Ah, so many places to choose from our travels. It may be safest to say living on our sailboat La Gitana was by far the most interesting place I’ve lived.
6. What is your favorite month and why?
I’m not sure I have a favorite. Maybe July–deep summer, long hot days, balmy nights, everything blooming and bright.
7. Are you superstitious about anything?
I’m not superstitious, really, although I’ve lived in haunted houses, and had a “demon” leaning on my chest, which I’ve written about on this blog. But I still don’t quite believe in them–odd, huh? Maybe not. I believe in lots of things I’ve never seen (quarks, black holes, God, world peace, my heart, Buddha, the Tao, infinity, intuition). So maybe it’s not so strange I don’t quite “believe” in things I’ve actually seen.