If you would be a poet, go often among trees…
This is the title and first line from a poem by Timothy Walsh in Tree Magic, Nature’s Antennas.  During this time of cold weather and more darkness, it is even more important to find time with nature.  Here in the Bay Area there are infinite numbers of places to visit.  I recently heard about a park in the SF Tenderloin district called the Tenderloin National Forest located in Cohen Alley off Ellis Street in the San Francisco Tenderloin.  This is an oasis amidst traffic, grime, poverty, and humanity.  I hope to get there soon with
a notebook and pen ready to go.  It’s helpful to try to find time during any busy season, for writing, meditation, and reflection.  Let me know where you find refuge in nature.