Havasu Falls, Two Days in Paradise

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A Day in the Farallon Islands

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The World’s Most Dangerous Reverend

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A Happy Walk in the Forest

Bearded man wearing a black beanie poses beneath a tall tree with autumn foliage.

Pursue some path, however narrow and crooked, in which you can walk with love and reverence. ~ Henry David Thoreau

A Happy Walk in the Forest

There is a special beauty in old trees. I’ve always felt this most acutely in the Redwood groves of California, the Avenue of the Giants is one of my favorite places on Earth. Standing before trees that are hundreds of feet tall, tens of feet across and over a thousand years old is a humbling and amazing experience. But I’ve had the same feeling in Lily Cornett Woods in Kentucky, especially when I was looking at ancient 500 year-old Oaks with old wild grape vines that were bigger than ordinary tree branches. There is even this feeling with the twisted and dead looking Bristle Cone Pines in the California deserts. There is something utterly amazing in standing next to and touching a living creature that has been alive nearly as long as the pyramids have stood. There is also something special about these areas, often, the only reason these trees have lived this long was that they are, like Bristlecone Pines, too twisted to be useful, or in the case of the others, too remote or inconvenient to have been cut. As such, very often, the places where ancient trees live, are remote and quiet places, places where the power of nature can absolutely be felt.

Fern-covered forest floor with mossy fallen logs and dense trees

So on Sunday, I took the opportunity to join a walk to an elder grove of White Pines in the high peaks of the Adirondack Mountains. And while these trees are not as old, or as tall, or as wide as the Redwoods I’ve spent so much time with over the last thirty years, they are still incredibly special. These are 300+ year-old White Pine trees, over 100 feet tall and several feet in diameter. Having lived so long with other trees nearby having been cut is a truly spectacular piece of good fortune. These old growth forests have a different systems, they even feel different. For White Pines, these particular trees are hitting what is likely the limit for them, it’s incredibly rare for a White Pine to live over 400 years.

It was an oddly perfect kind of day for the visit, overcast and lightly raining made for a bit of a cold day. However it also did something else, it softened everything. The leaves didn’t crunch, the moss covered ground gently gave way to boot steps, the rain softened and deadened the sound and an occasional blow would bring a blast of wind rain down upon the forest and our heads.

I had the good fortune to have good walking companions in a beautiful forest. The trees were magnificent, as well as their companions, today I saw the biggest and oldest yellow birches I’ve ever seen, often growing in seemingly symbiotic relationships with elder White Pines. Without a doubt a wonderful and happy day my friends. ~ Rev Kane

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The Happiness in Quiet

Sunset over a calm lake with silhouetted mountains, trees, and pink clouds reflected in the water

The best cure of the body is a quiet mind. ~ Napoleon Bonaparte

The Happiness in Quiet

As I’ve been documenting recently I have made a huge change. Someone recently said that they didn’t think I could have possibly changed gears any more than I did going from living in San Francisco to moving to a town of less than a thousand deep in the Adirondack Mountains. And while there’s no way to measure, I’ve definitely made an extreme change. There are lots of changes, the amount of time to do anything is much, much longer. There are no Amazon lockers, no one day shipping, sooooo many things, including my new favorite pizza place, are closed on the weekends. Going to get snow tires, unsurprisingly they needed to order them and it will take a week. Sure, I can accelerate the pace of some things, but only if I drive a minimum of 40 minutes and typically an hour, one-way, which is not something you can do quickly after work or on your lunch hour. Happily, knowing this, my employer is pretty flexible.

The two things that I’ve most noticed that are really different are traffic, and noise. Traffic was a given, something that takes fifteen minutes to get to, is 12 – 15 miles away. In the San Francisco Bay Area, something that took fifteen minutes to get to was typically three miles away, unless it was on the other side of a bridge, during commute peaks, then it might be an hour away.

Modern glass-walled cabin built among tall pine trees in a forest

The traffic I had thought about, the noise I really hadn’t considered, but it’s significant. We’ve all had the experience of watching TV at night, going to bed and then flipping the TV back on in the morning. What always hits me is wow, why is the TV so loud? And there is an easy answer for that, particularly when you live in the city, your senses are assaulted all day, particular in respect to noise. People in offices, radios, car noises, sirens, airplanes, etc…all day long we deal with noise, so we need a larger TV volume at night. After sleeping in a fairly quiet environment for hours, your ears and brain re-calibrate and so you’re more aware of subtler sounds and don’t need the volume so high, in fact, the TV at that volume often feels like an assault on your senses.

This is of course not limited to sound but sight as well. We have so much light and video pointed at us all day. So our senses are getting hit all day, and this goes for smell as well, and to a degree touch. If you’re in a crowded subway car or walking on crowded streets you have lots of incidental contact. All in all, living in large communities of people attacks your senses all day.

But here in the Adirondacks, there isn’t so much noise. Less traffic, means less car noise. I’m driving less, so I’m not even dealing with my own car noise. In two weeks I’ve heard two sirens and hearing them was jarring. I haven’t heard a train or a plane. And today I did a hike to an old growth grove of white pine trees and the walk, even in a group was so quiet. It helped a little that it was lightly raining so even the leaves didn’t make noise as we walked. I’m enjoying the quiet very much.

Fern-covered forest floor with mossy fallen logs and dense conifer trees

All of my senses are getting assaulted less, or in very different and more natural ways. There are not so many screens around, not much light at all, (and I’m excited for the meteor showers about to happen), and while there are lots of smells. The smells aren’t garbage and car exhaust or all of the smells of the industrial world, instead it’s tree smells, pollens, the occasional musky smell of an animal and best of all today it was petrichor.

One of the things we don’t notice as urban dwellers, really urban dwellers at almost any size of city, is this constant assault on our senses and what it means, why would we, it’s completely normal. But this assault is beating on our nervous system. There’s a reason we all seek out quiet and calm spaces in the urban environment and why they feel so special, they are the only places we’re not under attack. I have really noticed, even in just two weeks, that living in a place with less light pollution, the smells of nature and less noise pollution, I feel calmer, I’m sleeping a bit better. All in all, my nervous system is calming down. It’s a welcome change and is definitely making for happy days my friends. ~ Rev Kane

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Traveling is Learning from Others

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A Happy Vacation

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Happiness is Sculptural Weaving

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Happiness is Community

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Happiness is Concern for Others

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