
Walking the Plank
It’s never as fun as in Peter Pan. It’s murder—A public execution. Peter Pan flew, but I don’t know how. Continue reading
It’s never as fun as in Peter Pan. It’s murder—A public execution. Peter Pan flew, but I don’t know how. Continue reading
Christmas comes as the darkness grows. Easter comes after the darkness is complete. At Christmas, we light candles in the Continue reading
Last week a song made me cry. It threw me backwards into the thick sadness of 25 years ago. I Continue reading
Wake up and listen. There are sounds you’ve been taught not to hear: Joy is as real as despair. Continue reading
It’s the hardest Christmas ever. This year mere darkness seems trivial. Hundreds of thousands are sick and dying, and the Continue reading
It’s how these things so often happen. Early on a Monday morning in about 1979, after I had finished meditating, Continue reading
Things seem a shambles. Outside, I question if democracy is worth it. Fire deaths, atrocities, shootings and massive hardship blare Continue reading
There is light in the darkness. No matter how much it hurts, no matter what has happened, a star is Continue reading