Nothing Fixed, Thank the Stars

As I sit in this flying machine, I celebrate the musics passing by beneath me: the Philippine Sea, the Yellow...

Bathing in Prayer in Bali

Two splendid voices from the Temple, intone at 4 AM for an hour. Can a human have any prayer but...

Make a Feast of Grief

Make a Feast of Grief

Make a feast of grief, heap your plate with what you’ve lost. Salt it all with tears. The girlfriend you...

Such a Surprise

Such a Surprise

I displace oppression with belonging. It isn’t so hard once I understand what’s tyrannizing me is my moat of disconnect,...