The Staircase

Years ago, I worked in a greeting card store. It sold everything: cards, candy, ice cream, cigarettes, toys, books—probably more … More

Chocolate All The Way Down

Today the question arrives as a tension rather than a problem. There is the viewpoint—call it belief or perception—that everything … More

I’m sitting in the car, not driving, just waiting. Rain falls steadily, tapping the roof in soft, uneven rhythms. The … More

The body is a faithful, self-navigating vessel, a Bio-Mechanical Locomotive that requires no instructions from me to manage the heavy … More

I started by watching birds outside the window. They were coming and going, hopping, pecking at seed, flying off and … More

Imagine a mirror that reflects everything in front of it — trees, faces, sunlight, clutter, beauty, fear, yesterday’s argument, tomorrow’s … More

Just as natural gas carries an added scent so that we can perceive what would otherwise be invisible, awareness too … More

I remember those days like they were yesterday. The field stretched out wide, and the ball came off the bat … More

Imagine your experience as a finger drawing its way across an Etch A Sketch screen — each moment, a new … More

I was thinking this morning about a few of my golf swings—specifically the ones that ended with something close to … More