I was jogging on the tow path. Ahead was a blue heron. As I approached I spoke saying, “I see you. You are beautiful. I am nearing.” It flew off along the canal and then landed...
Nature
Bloodroot
I remember a moment when I was 19 having an experience in the wild, in nature, in which I celebrated myself and stepped across a threshold in which I could love myself for who I was...
I Need to Walk My Path
I was in San Diego, last week. A piece of heaven. Walked to Balboa Park. Walked along the water front. Stopped outside a store to look for a hummingbird I saw, in my peripheral vision. Sat...
Ecos of My Compass
My name is Karla Wheelock and I’m a Mexican mountain climber. When I think about what it means to lead from the heart and be authentic in my leadership, I think of the heart as the...