And so yesterday morning I was all lost in the summer heat – dizzy dancing morning – and I left early to catch a walk before 90 degrees. On the back of the one-mile…

Intimacy as a tangible thing – as a vibrant experience – is wild in my life right now. These days. I suppose it may be greater awareness, slowly encroaching through years of devoted meditation…

I was going to ask if you might find a few extra minutes this morning to read a longer, story-telling post . But, nah, I’ve decided to simply leave out all the unimportant words.…

My Friday Morning Pages were an absolute revelation for me. This clear sense of being fetched by a parade of unexpetced decisions. How have I acted? How have I followed these mini-moments of bliss?…

The first time I found myself on the ups and downs of the Lemon Loop Trail on San Luis Mountain, switch-backing the easterly lower half, the 101 falling farther below to the right, endless…

Stepping through the Friday afternoon heat on the Lemon Loop Trail on San Luis Mountain, first time with that particular journey, I came up and round a corner to this: I’m happy to say…

I called my younger sister Nancy Wednesday afternoon to wish her a happy birthday. She told me it was raining then, there in our hometown of Wareham, Massachusetts where she now lives again. Rain.…

“You may be eloquent as a river tipping steadily over into a falls, but what would all your explanations reveal?” – David Hinton, “No-Gate Gateway” It’s interesting to try and carve out a post…

This was posted on Craigslist yesterday: Hello. I am looking for an empty or somewhat empty garage space where I can store 19 medium size boxes, almost entirely filled with books I’ve gathered through…

I became a cow Sunday afternoon. I walked the walk, I talked the talk. I stepped over the patties of others, and danced my slow animal waltz amidst all those strands of golden grass.…