A rowdy full moon

I can’t sleep. And I love it. The past few mornings the moon has been striding into my bedroom, grabbing my wrist, and running with me to the front porch to …

Trains to hell or healing?

Can you feel the buzz? After sleeping 10 to 12 hours a day for the past week integrating my journey to India I was up last night until 1 am, humming …

My heart is so small…

My heart is so small, it is almost invisible. How can you place such big sorrows in it? Look, he answered, your eyes are even smaller yet they behold the …

Why I Love Cheech and Chong

Huntington Post’s Mensa Invitational invited readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition. Here are some …

One Tiny Spot of Beauty

Friend, we’re traveling together. Throw off your tiredness. Let me show you one tiny spot of the beauty that cannot be spoken. I’m like an ant that’s gotten into the …

On Stillness and Weeping

“I feel that I’m not doing enough to alleviate the suffering of the world,” she said to me. “And I am terrified I’m going to somehow add to the suffering.” …