I heard this version of Gimme Shelter by Playing for Change on the radio the other day and it has me thinking about shelter.

In writing my book, Horse Dancing, many of the artists I interview speak of the horse as shelter – a place of refuge and comfort.

Up here in the Adirondacks, away from home, I am aware that shelter is all my absent four-footed companions, and the familiar colors and shapes of my home. I shelter differently in each of my roles:  mother, artist, writer, rider, wife.

Shelter is improvisational too – we shape it as we travel, as we move from place to place, continually constructing little yurts, hollows, quiet corners in which to shelter.

Buddhists take refuge in the Buddha, the  dharma (the teachings), and the sanga (the community of practitioners.)

Where do you take shelter?  What is shelter for you?