The Gigantic Monolith

 From Mahabalipuram, India, Dispatch 2 of 3 Here in the seaside town of Mahabalipuram in South India, master craftsmen of yore had chiseled splendor in stone. Each column, each image, each form came alive with rhythm of ancient architecture. Facing the turquoise sea stood a 90 foot x 45 feet colossus, one…

Sentinels in the Sands

From Mahabalipuram, India – Dispatch 1 of 3   I watched the waves lashing adamantly on the rocks, the hushing foam sweeping the sands. I stood by the Shore Temple, an ancient structure lost in time. An hour’s palm-fringed drive along the road from Chennai in South India sprawls this once-flourishing sea-port…

The Many in the One

From Ellora Caves, India   “Tell  me  something,” I asked our guide at the  end  of  the tour of the Ellora Caves. “How did three distinct faiths coexist here as one?” He thought a while. “The  Ellora Caves are carved in along a gigantic  crescent – just like the moon much past its fulness” …

Hoodoos and Heights

 From Bryce Canyon, Utah Serendipitous stone sentinels stretched endlessly as far as the eye could see. The wind fluted through these strange rocks, with every swish microscopically carving yet another mark on the face of Time. The afternoon sun smiled down on these shapely crags, licking them into a pinkish glimmer. I…

The Didgeridoo Debacle

From Melbourne, Australia That cackle of a kookaburra was unmistakable. Thuds that sounded like a hopping kangaroo were quickly followed by the monotonous drone of a bumblebee and the howl of the dingo as it stalked its quarry in the harsh Australian outback. Thankfully, I was far away from such a landscape…

Sanctuary of the Gods

From Ellora Caves, India We were more than 15 miles away from the colorful township of Aurangabad and 250 miles from the bustle of Mumbai. Our creaky Jeep headed for the renowned Ellora Caves was groaning through a winding ascent. “Here are 34 caves carved out in a crescent curve on the…

Fire in the Forests

From enchanting Costa Rica Just the afternoon before, our airplane had droned twenty-thousand feet above the sandy sprawl of the Mexican beaches and angry volcanoes of Guatemala. Cutting in from the Caribbean Sea, we hushed down palm trees and sudden mountain crags before landing at San Jose’s Santa Marina airport in exotic…