A mere three years into my Baker’s Dozen, my heart stumbled and nearly fell.
Try to approach the year ahead as I approach each moment…
Connecting with the world before me.
Immersing myself in the world that immerses me.
A friend of mine asked me why a poem by the Chinese poet Tu Fu is posted on the front of this site, so I thought perhaps others may be curious about that as well.
Thirteen years. There are so many different ways to think about this number. Some people think of it as unlucky. But me… I’ve decided to think about it as a sort of calendar of possible events. A Baker’s Dozen worth of opportunities to experience the world I now inhabit.