A moment and memory from Western Tibet as I followed the Langqen Zangbo (Sutlej) River from Tirthapuri to Tholing in 2006.

A random conversation about the Buddha and quantum physics on the slopes of Cho Oyu sparked thoughts about rigidity of faith 23 years ago, which continue to this day.

A small fence in a forgotten cemetery in rural Tennessee is a metaphor for the fences we love to build in our country and our society, and succeed not in keeping us safe, but in tearing us apart.

Perfection is a utopian fallacy, and the path out of our current abyss resides in our ability to look in the mirror and make amends for what we see in the reflection.