My dog can’t talk. I can’t decide whether I am relieved or frustrated by her muteness. She looks at me with those big brown eyes as if to say, “Hey stupid, didn’t you understand me?” Sometimes … [Read more...]
A Wednesday Rant: Introspection
Cavern Tours: Speleothems of Heart, Body, and Mind by Cameron Miller No cameras or recordings, please. All bags checked at door. Torchlight tours taken at your … [Read more...]
A Power Greater than Ourselves: Lament or Benediction?
Water dances and the soul delights. Water sings, too. Even a tiny creek sings and sometimes those most of all with their furious gurgling, trickling, and chortling giggles. Bigger streams, arroyos, … [Read more...]
A Wednesday Rant: Getting intimate…with a tree
Desert is magnificent and spectacular, truly a landscape that hollows out a place and crawls inside us to take up residence. The same with rocky shorelines and the undulating beaches along sun soaked … [Read more...]
A Wednesday Rant: A text out of the blue
“The wound is the place where light enters you.” Those are the words a friend texted me out of the blue. The words are from Rumi (and a hundred other Wise Ones speaking in scores of languages … [Read more...]
A Wednesday Rant: Is there hope in the darkening light of a dystopian shadow?
WARNING: This may be more than you want to read or think about over your morning coffee or before bed. With so much dystopian art, literature, and film these days it seems clear we live close enough … [Read more...]
A Wednesday Rant: Rime Ice Around the Heart
When fog freezes over, not Hell, the tiny droplets of water forms a layer of white ice over whatever it touches. This is called hard rime ice. Soft rime ice is the same thing, I think, except it is … [Read more...]
The Joy of Brokenness
I am an alcoholic and substance abuser who has been in recovery for thirty-four years (as of Good Friday, which is coming up in a few weeks). While I deeply respect the anonymity tradition of AA, I … [Read more...]
A Wednesday Rant: Pieces of Gut on the Hook and the Stewardship of Power
GUTS ON THE HOOK, or THE STEWARDSHIP OF POWER When a fish swallows the hook it has a cruel ending. Instead of piercing its cartilaginous lip, if the fish actually swallows the bait the hook is … [Read more...]
A Wednesday Rant: Church, a tool not the thing itself
I am a word weasel, as someone once called me. I do not think in terms of the most direct route from A to B. I am also an extrovert, which means I am within that community of folks who talk out loud … [Read more...]