Mark Hughes Cobb reflects on why we seek out fear in haunted houses and movies, and how it connects to love and loss.

Rain swells the edges of your mud-rushing roars. Fullness overflowing beneath the broad blueness of summer. My meditation ebbs and flows into the undertow. Riding the current, resting in soft pools.

Palm trees and cypress trees create a quintessential Florida backdrop that frames the spring perfectly. The spring bubbles up from a deep vent, ensuring a constant flow of fresh, clean water. Unlike ...