Posted on April 19, 2011
It all started as a simple walk in the park. But then a glowing blue screen appeared at the end of a path singing the siren song “come, look at me” as most blue screens do. I demurred, anxious about what might be lurking along the path and in the shadows under the ferns lining the way. Later, in the cool deep shade at the foot of the Banyan tree surrounded by its roots, the energy of that grand old tree swirled around me.