I’ve been looking back through some of my old posts during our time of mutual self-isolation, and I’ve noticed that there’s a theme that has crept into several of them…especially some of my pieces focused on life in the outdoors that were written either as poetry or stylistic prose.
Over and over again I’ve written about either an observation or an experience that points to the unification of things…not just of people and not just of the natural world, but of our collective intersection with time and space.
