Within You Without You

Joseph Campbell explains the hero’s journey as a circular cycle of polarities common to all human beings. The call to adventure spurs one to leave their home and travel into the wild. The hero encounters many obstacles on the journey to their destiny. Traversing through the dark roads filled with various real and imagined terrors…

Is There Life on Mars? Life Begins Again

All planets start devoid of life. Where did life come from? We all began somewhere in small towns and through generations of lifeforms. We’re never really starting over. Appendages are tethers traded in the course of evolution. The adjustment is awkward and barren, but free to become something different. In the end you take with…

After the Goldrush/Lost inside the Forest

True to nature I chose the complicated hike that found me lost and turned every which way around. Stuck for hours somewhere in a long wilderness loop in the Rocky Mountain National Park. Colorado keeps calling me back, an unintended disciple. The lessons becoming easier to learn as I let myself be broken to the teaching. It’s like we’re always on the cusp of knowing, like that point in your day drinking a coffee and laughing with your best friend, or on that cerebral scatterfying acid trip when you figured out the universe, or close to climaxing- the constant verge of almost knowing. Then all is ephemeral again. Wisps of genius flowing back into the void. The curse of peering into secret ethers is forgetting all we weren’t supposed to learn.

The Rolling Stoned/ Halfway Home

I’m halfway through writing my second book, re-planning my move to the PNW, & waiting for 2nd interviews. The words flow much more freely this go round, but will they see the light of day? It’s been difficult to get out of bed since the end of December, but I’ve been getting out and up…

Back to tha Future/Final Reflections part 1

Traveling may as well be a time warp because Mexico feels a world away from 8 days ago. I finally see the full picture- all the pieces and posts which have concluded to now. The past 7 marvelous confounding months were influenced by the last couple of intense weeks, and soul-searching couple of months in Texas. An epicene road trip through the American west was underscored by a silent rage tapped for the first time in my life. A legitimate frustration always brewing under the surface of this choppy swoop and clairvoyant waters.

It’s Now or Never/Break on Through to the Otherside

I planted a garden in Texas, this past spring/summer. It began with raking leaves, after a few strong storms felled large branches in the backyard. I was also raking and pulling weeds as a way to clear my mind, a way to figure out what my next steps and paths would be on my journey….

A Psalm Across America/ A Poem (Part 2 of 2)

There is a quaking in America.
We rise to meet her
palms faced up,
Our children’s eyes open
Breathing in this
hard-won early morning.
Eyes greeting the sun
Glinted through these tears
We look to see
plant seeders
filling out banquets of fields
They stretch beyond a horizon
in bursts of joy and exaltation.