Monthly Archives: May 2017

You were softly stroking the little dog in your lap until she whimpered a small sigh and fell asleep.   Then you closed your eyes, because peace is within. You go there often, because it beckons you.   Outside, the … Continue reading →

1. I have already forgotten whole chapters of the plot.It now feels awkward even calling it “my life”,but someone has to take responsibility. When we wake in the morning, our dreamingdissolves, leaving us with little but a vague and fleeting … Continue reading →

This morning a large Red-tailed Hawk circled above us in a lazy pattern, swooping low and then climbing again. Our canary in the kitchen window sounded an alarm, even though it did not know the actual name of the bird. … Continue reading →

He was standing alone in the dark, surrounded by trees and their sounds. He no longer felt the old compulsion to get in a car and drive somewhere. He was right where he would have gone anyway — right here, … Continue reading →

Although by now we have been blind for many years, we still sit by the window, staring for hours into the void, hoping perhaps that our imagination would coincide with vision, that light would separate from darkness. In our imagination, … Continue reading →

Even though we’ve been at war with somebody somewhere for most of our history, we proudly claim to represent the cause of peace and justice. Even though we launch hi-tech drones to target our victims with precision, we are just … Continue reading →

The perfumed onslaught of Jasmine and Honeysuckle drove the soldiers of my ambition into a hasty retreat. I am not going to chase the squirrels today, I won’t run after that cat — I am just going to sit here … Continue reading →

When first light seeps through the great dome of this floating aviary, the unified field of darkness seems to divide itself into individual objects. The tree separates itself from the speckled bird, the rose bush from the sticky blackberry bramble, … Continue reading →

We come into this world with a story. Each one of us has it written on our face. We spend the rest of our lives busy editing, but it never actually comes to an end, even when we eventually do. … Continue reading →

Directly above, it was a clear moonless night, the stars were like those tiny bright explosions in the brain when it finally starts correlating seemingly random sense impressions.   All around a soft rain was drizzling, as if to purify … Continue reading →