The Sermon of the Inanimate
“By a grace of sudden intuition, the normally unknowable makes itself known, and the knowledge is self-validating beyond the possibility...
“By a grace of sudden intuition, the normally unknowable makes itself known, and the knowledge is self-validating beyond the possibility...
“Rings and jewels are not gifts, but apologies for gifts. The only gift is a portion of thyself”. – Ralph Waldo Emerson 1803-1882 “Would...
“La vie est un sommeil, l'amour en est le rêve.” Daniel sat at one of the small bright blue tables that adorned the sunny terrace of La...
“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...
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...
“To find your way, you must become lost. Generously so.” - Bayo Akomolafe Dennis Chan is angry with me. Rightfully so. He won’t openly...
“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...
“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...
“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...
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...
On Tuesday, May 3rd, I returned from California after attending the wedding of Ashley and Michael. Ashley is the daughter of my dear...
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,...
“Let me disclose the gifts reserved for age To set a crown upon your lifetime's effort. First, the cold friction of expiring sense...
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...
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...
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...
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...