Category: Write
Two Selves
There are many souls on the Camino. We walk alone, and we walk together. It is the constant flow of the walk. We meet new people and let them go as easily as we meet them. We get to know some better than others and yet with others we do a deep dive and find ...
Learn and Learn Again
Have you ever gone a really long distance only to discover what you already had in your own back yard? Well that is what a pilgrimage is like. You see, we all have everything we need, every scrap of wisdom, every healthy cell when we are born. If we just put ourselves in the right ...
The Moments I Want to See
The subtle gesture, the head nod, the quick intense glance, the oddly timed laugh. These are all things we notice daily, or do we? When I try to remember back as to what some of the gestures my Mom made growing up, the only one I remember besides her smiling was pursed lips. She never ...
Reflections
Have you ever looked so deep into a reflection that it turns three dimensional? You can actually see the full world in it and it takes on a depth and fullness that is not only real, but is surreal. That is what happened when I looked deeply into the reflection in this pristine lake ...
What Makes a House a Home
Vicki and I have finished up our stay in Golden, British Columbia. We have been house sitting for a lovely family that we have gotten to know but never really met. My amazing wife found this opportunity through a site called TrustedHouseSitters.com that pairs up travelers with people needing their house sat. Usually the people wanting ...
On Writing Essays
When I was in grade school I was absolutely and thoroughly terrified of writing essays. English in general was such a foreign concept to me. English teachers seemed like they were hard to please. The thing that got to me was that, unlike math, there was no right answer! English teachers seemed to me to ...
The 52nd Card
There I was, alone in a closet in Mom’s town home. As a matter of fact I was alone in the house, late at night still searching. Searching for any clues that were left to find. It was less that two days since she passed ‘to the great beyond’, as my father liked to say. ...
What Tha?!?
I have been visiting Russ in San Jose, California for going on ten years now, and there is something that never ceases to amaze me. The landscape in the yards of old town San Jose bungalowsville is diverse and stunning. I walk by plants that would grow to a grand total of 1 foot in ...
Why do I Write?
Recently I have taken to writing for fun. Something I never thought I would hear myself say. I was terrified of english all throughout high school and college. As a matter of fact, I only had one english teacher that I actually liked. Thinking back I understand much better now why that was. It was ...
The Perfect is the Enemy of the Good
I ran across the saying, which is the title of this post, in a old classic called Art & Fear. Ansel Adams was quoted and the topic was how perfectionism gets in the way of our being creative. This desk is that piece for me. Another title to this might be "How to Get the ...
