Nature’s Symphony – Tao of the Road Warrior
It is May 14, 2004 and my most recent travels have brought me to an extraordinary retreat center near Asheville, North Carolina. It is 7am and I have three hours before I teach. With a steaming cup of coffee, I sit on the huge porch at the lodge, preparing for my day. At my feet I have a book, two highlighters (a yellow and an orange one), my lessons and this journal. As I work on my presentation, I look up to think and each time I look up, my eyes linger longer and longer.