The other afternoon, confined to my room again by the falling rain, I picked up a copy of my book “Astoria Strange” from a pile on the floor and read through the ‘Introduction.’ Enchantment.…

Monday night I attended a Zen (Zoom) Koan gathering hosted by the teacher Jon Joseph Roshi. I saw my friend Jon T from Queens, New York there. It made me happy. The Koan with…

Following is my poem ‘dangling’ which can be found on page 12 in my wildly successful (😘)book, “my startled heart.” It tapped me on the shoulder the other day, there’s usually a reason. It…

Sunday morning I was out strolling through the trailer park, the sun was slipping through clouds and the air was warm. I was thinking about the forecast for an especially powerful rain storm approaching…

Saturday morning, early, I drove over to the Bob Jones Trail and walked the out-and-back all of it, about five miles. It was cloud-covered along the way, and as a weekend day, a bit…

Thank you to you as my subscriber. Knowing you are out there means a lot to me. I genuinely appreciate it. Wednesday morning I had this long and cogent conversation with Gina, largely about…

I find myself giggling at the approaching prospect of having no address. Not the reality of where will I go the bathroom, or keep yogurt, or lay my pillow. But, there’s something about the…

I crawled into bed Sunday night at a quarter past six. Exhausted – physically, mentally, emotionally. Exhausted with my current address, and exhausted with no future address. I nearly fell right asleep. Beginning Friday…

Sometimes I sit around doing nothing and think my being an introvert and on the cusp of anti-social are why I experience aloneness, especially the way I’ve experienced aloneness here in San Luis Obispo,…

Portland, Oregon. Elvis is coming back into the building.