Continue Reading Go on, sing! The essay below was written before the horrific events of the last days, the mass shootings at Brown University and Bondi Beach,…
Continue Reading Song for the Rainy Season Looking at the wondrous waterfalls and an old, abandoned house at the White River in WA earlier this fall, I was reminded…
Continue Reading What lies underneath. It was a cold, frosty day. As always on our drive on I 5 South to California, we looked for something new…
Continue Reading He is so on target… I am not quite ready to resume writing during my Thanksgiving break, but thought we all might benefit from someone else’s wisdom….
Continue Reading Pillars of Color. Walk with me, before I take off for Thanksgiving, driving South to see the kiddos. The trees were in full glory, emanating…
Continue Reading The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny. Proof positive that I have fallen in love with a book: coffee stains on the pages. Rather than sticking to my routine…
Continue Reading “Did Women Ruin Men Blaming Women For Ruining Things?” I borrowed that title from writer Celeste Ng who posted it in response to the inane opinion piece by Ross Douthat in…
Continue Reading The Unreal and the Real. Oregon Contemporary presents: A Larger Reality: Ursula K. Le Guin And eyes beholding radiance.And the gnats’ flickering dance.And the seas’ expanse.And death, and chance. Ursula K. Le Guin, second stanza in A…
Continue Reading A King who couldn’t stop the Tide. Green King tides on the Pacific coast this weekend. Blue waves in other parts of the country a few days later. (Photographs from…
Continue Reading Slow Time. How It Seems To Me In the vast abyss before time, selfis not, and soul commingleswith mist, and rock, and light. In time,soul…
