Wandering Spirit

As the final preparations are being made for my trip to Colorado, I find myself thinking about all the things I’ll be leaving behind: my sis...

My quest for a job and a fresh start in Colorado has taken me to a number of places so far, and I sense that by the time it has been complet...

Surrounded by ocean to the north and to the west, near the edge of a cliff stands a stone circle – a sacred site, a sanctuary, a place where...

The inescapable hum of traffic from nearby freeways or city streets. Sales pitches, arguments, screams, car chases, battles, and other endle...

Holding its breath, a daring leaf bounds from the precarious heights of a majestic alder tree into the gracious hands of Nature and dances w...

After re-reading my last blog entry, “ The Ideal Candidate ,” I started to put together an imaginary ad for a literary agent. While it wasn’...

While perusing the classified ads over the last few years, I’ve noticed how job postings seem to read a little like someone’s idea of the pe...

Over the last few years, I’ve deliberately stopped watching the news on television or listening to it on the radio. I’ve made a concerted ef...

To the rest of the world, I took a seemingly inconsequential step forward yesterday: I retired my old website domain and its associated emai...