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Talking to the Dead

“Thirty-six hours after she died, they brought her into the room. Leaning over the body, Anne felt the area right over the heart and it...

Presenting, Ronnie

I want to be invisible. Ronnie wants to be invisible. We found a way. Ronnie and I are scheduled to give a talk in front of a large...

Generously Lost

“To find your way, you must become lost. Generously so.” - Bayo Akomolafe Dennis Chan is angry with me. Rightfully so. He won’t openly...

Shadows

"One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness visible.” – Carl Jung My friend Tai Zhou is in...

Sweating Buddha

“In charity there can be no excess and neither man nor angels can come to any danger by it.” – Sir Francis Bacon Marcus has a profound...

Providentia

“The first forty years of life give us the text; the next thirty supply the commentary on it.” – Arthur Schopenhauer I am by myself but...

Noticing Italy

“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” – Henry Miller I am the Mayor of Les Combes! Well, I was for a...

Zerrissenheit

I don’t want your help. Leave me alone. I’m fine. “The inability to receive support from others is a trauma response.” Make a picture in...

Blessings Upon Blessings

On Tuesday, May 3rd, I returned from California after attending the wedding of Ashley and Michael. Ashley is the daughter of my dear...

A Common Disaster

Everything in the world is shaking. I keep a steady hand on my trowel. This week, I am planting ramps in the woods. This same week,...

Cold Friction

“Let me disclose the gifts reserved for age To set a crown upon your lifetime's effort. First, the cold friction of expiring sense...

Christmas, Ohio - 1961

It’s Christmas Eve. I am 12 Years old. I have been a good boy this year. I am kneeling on the iron heating register and praying for my...

Merci Marci

The world is not made of atoms, it is made of stories. There are stories we have heard or read, stories we tell ourselves, and stories we...

Acedia

I don’t want to do this anymore. I am so done with this. How did I ever get to think this is what I was meant to do with my life? I am...

The Twelfth of October

Five years have passed since Megan died. On the anniversary of her death, I weeded and mulched the trees in the back orchard as a way of...

Red Bandana

Kevin wears a red bandana around his forehead. He sprinkles it with holy water. He wears it all the time, even while sleeping. Kevin is...

Look At Me Now

Jerry handed me the shotgun. I had never killed anything before. Jerry stood off to the side with his two brothers, Ken and Steve. These...

Sauntering With Phil

“I don't like either the word [hike] or the thing. People ought to saunter in the mountains - not 'hike!' Do you know the origin of that...

Red Pearls

At this singular spot on the Sea of Japan, bright blue-white bubbles float one or two meters above the water. As the bubbles burst,...

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