The empty nest

By |2012-10-04T22:26:42-05:00October 4th, 2012|

This couch feels vast tonight. Alone, I cannot fill it. I sit, laptop on well, my lap. How many times did I sit on this generous couch, a tweed the color of coffee with cream, [...]

Cairns, continued…

By |2018-03-02T16:46:07-06:00September 10th, 2012|

Day 2 (Last week, I wrote about cairns, the small piles of rock used to mark hiking trails. The cairns provided a metaphor for spiritual truth, and also gave me a clear picture of some [...]


By |2018-03-02T19:05:21-06:00September 3rd, 2008|

I'm writing this at about 4 a.m. For some reason (that 3 p.m. Frappacino, maybe) I can't sleep. In a hour or two, Lawrice will be getting on a plane to L.A. to go to [...]

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