Those that know me well often think I employ a crooked logic in my arguments (and also know I LOVE to argue). Well, I’m not so sure of my argumentative logic or skills, but I AM crooked in another way. [Read More]
Dangerous Angels
When I was a child, I imagined angels like the ones in sentimental postcards, those romanticized winged guardians walking alongside a blond, middle-class boy and girl whose aggressive normality rendered them as iconic as their protector. [Read More]
The Truth About Denying Your Truth
The truth about denying your truth is that it sucks. It’s detrimental and I believe the difference between life and death. [Read More]
Bringing Birth Home
It’s usually the middle of the night when I drive to my client’s house after hearing she is in labor. [Read More]
Leap
With complete abandon, I would run to
the beach to witness the moonlight
splitting the syrup of darkness…[Read More]
I Wondered
I wondered
What it must be like
To never touch bottom. [Read More]
The Gravity of Choosing Our Experience in Relationships
I’ve never known anyone for any length of time that isn’t dealing with some sort of shadowy something. [Read More]
Magic on the Necanicum
Each year, as mornings become brisk and mist pushes on shore, magic arrives on the Necanicum. I live in a small cabin near the Necanicum River’s estuary, a special corner of Northwest Oregon where a profusion of wildlife, from seagulls and eagles to salmon and elk, share the water and shore. Every morning I sit […]
Experiencing nonlinear time through lucid dreaming
About a year ago I had an interesting lucid dreaming experience that involved what I perceived to be a peek at the nature of nonlinear time and how it’s used to travel/transition in dreams. I had just left one dream scenario and found myself in a place where I was deciding where to travel next. I was observing a series of scenes, dozens of them, flicker by me in a line, moving right to left. [Read More]
No-see-ums, the entropy effect and non-linear time
So I awoke today to the morning light streaming in at just the right angle to reveal that the no-see-ums had invaded my bedroom via a teeny-tiny-itsy-bitsy unnoticed hole in the window screen. (Egads!) My room was a flutter with dust-mote-sized, blood-sucking denizens of suffering and I was feeling a bit helpless as I ran for the duct tape and realized that during the night my bug bites had multiplied 3-fold. (DRAT!) [Read More]