Blog 2014

The Lake, Freezing
We walked in reverent silence then, listening, the dog stopping, I stopping, both staring out from the real and metaphorical bridge into that space of sound beyond words

Interstellar Space Sounds
Just think of it: The vibrational play on our bodies of all that noise and activity out there.

This Dance Has No Name
...Bought used and in near-perfect condition...I am excited about my new book. It's like Christmas who is the dog, every morning, with his Buddha nature....

He Was My Only Brother
He was my only brother, he said, starkly honest, grappling in the wave of truth that often....