"Where Many Rivers Meet" by David Whyte
On interconnectedness. Image: J. Simpson I spent yesterday swimming in a hidden section of Bear Creek in Oregon with one of my best friends, nestled in a hollow choked by nettles, cloaked by brambles, opening up to some of the cleanest, clearest, purest mountain water you could ever hope for. We spent hours swimming nude in the crystalline waters, sunbaking dry on the rocks, talking of…
















