Little brother you whisper your secrets into the whiskey bottle and the bottle whispers back poor advice. The poor advice manifests itself as poor action. The poor action leaves you with poor feeling. The poor feeling makes you return to the bottle for more advice. I wish we could talk like we used to. In... Continue Reading →

To the lonely she is whoever they need her to be. She survives off of the gifts that they shower over her. Her talent is to be a silhouette on which we can paint our shadows. I pay in labor, by doing the practical things she never had to learn and in turn she is... Continue Reading →

In a few days I'll be setting out on the annual 100 mile pilgrimage with my tribe from our reservation to our sacred site. Members run, cycle, paddle or walk through various terrain that gets increasingly desolate. There are many different methods and paces we leave at different times, but everyone will meet at the... Continue Reading →

For the introverted, blending in is a defense mechanism. But it's a lot like holding your breath. Every now and again you need to exhale. There are good and bad ways it plays out. There is craftsmanship, music, writing and humor. All kinds of positive performances we use to selectively reveal our souls. The trick... Continue Reading →

Reality is a blank canvas waiting to be filled with color. Silence is to be painted with sound. Life is song and dance. Emotion is the melody that inspires the rhythm of our bodies. The universe is the grand ballroom. Even without a conductor the band plays on. We are both artist and instrument. Laughing... Continue Reading →

I traveled for days through the Meccas, stopping here and there to marvel at the accomplishments of society. I felt increasingly alone the farther I went. Cities blur into each other and without familiar faces you blur into the crowd of nobodies. You are a strange pilgrim. After four days I found respite in the... Continue Reading →