The Journey

The Journey

Letters swallow themselves in seconds. Notes friends tied to the doorknob, transparent scarlet paper sizzle like moth wings, marry the air. So much of any year is flammable, lists of vegetables, partial poems. Orange swirling flame of days, so little is a stone. Where...
An Inside Story

An Inside Story

“Sometimes you will come face to face with the sudden and shocking realization that you are completely crazy. Your mind is a shrieking, gibbering madhouse on wheels barreling pell-mell down the hill, utterly out of control and hopeless.” Bhante Gunaratana. Journal...
The Route of Beauty

The Route of Beauty

“I travel a lot; I hate having my life disrupted by routine.” Caskie Stinnett For some inexplicable reason I have always been fascinated by the curious relationship between Eleanor of Aquitaine and one of her five sons, Richard the Lionheart. So when the...
A Photo Essay with Music

A Photo Essay with Music

Pont au Change “It is not everyday the world arranges itself into a poem.” Wallace Stevens  The comedian George Carlin said, “Kilometers are shorter than miles, so to save gas, take your next trip in kilometers.” This is exactly what my friend Barbara and I did. ...
Circle of Compassion

Circle of Compassion

A human being is part of the whole called by us, Universe, a part limited in time and space. We experience our self, our thoughts, and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison...