On Mist & Fog, Endless Emerging Forms
I’ve long been drawn to images of fog and mist. Part of it is the feel for the ephemeral and …
I’ve long been drawn to images of fog and mist. Part of it is the feel for the ephemeral and …
This has become my mantra in recent months: ‘Truth and Love wins.” It’s what gets me through the day when …
“Warm and rich, rich and warm, which is which?” Like a mantra, these words echo through my mind as I …
The first blogger I ever followed and the first to follow me back was Wendy Sarno. What drew me at …
These words from the Tao Te Ching are my mantra. They inspire me to identify with and live larger than …
“I watch them every summer, the hot hills crouched like a lion beside the road, tawny skin pulled taut across …
It is true that the unknown is the largest need of the intellect, though for it no one thinks to …
At first Steven Pinker was my new hero. Within the first few pages of reading his widely acclaimed “The Sense …
I was invited to write a guest blog post about poetry on Luanne Castle’s Writer Site. The following was first …
Last October I posted a series of true life tales about the hauntings, ghosts, and demons I experienced growing up, …