The World is Lonely Too
How would I know that the world is lonely? Surely, I’m just projecting a personal feeling onto the environment in which that feeling arises....
River Mystic (Vancouver, BC, 1965)
I began working on a supply boat out of Vancouver that made weekly trips northwards, churning into the inlets notched into the Rocky Mountain...
A Fork in the Road
It felt like the universe was noticing me and reaching out to me. I’d been feeling utterly isolated at my new school: the new...
A Change of Heart
I did something last week that I’ve wanted to do for many years. But I always pushed the impulse back down because I didn’t...
A Tendency to Exist
Sometimes he finds himself in a boat, paddling along on the undulating surface, rarely getting as far as he wants. Sometimes he is walking...
My Trip to the Moors
Truth be known, I was glad to get out of there. I’m not easily unsettled, but the stories about a werewolf, which local residents...
Giving Thoughts and Feelings Their Rightful Place
Are you ever bored by your own thoughts and feelings? Have you noticed that they pop up like those wagons that used to deliver...
Searching for Better Tenants
Humility is an experience of the commonality of all human beings. As we experience this commonality, our attitude toward life becomes light and open....
Little Boat, Little Boat
Riding along in my little boat I notice many others floating alongside. Some have sails, some have oars, and in some I can only...
Riding on the Wind
The curtains are stirring and I know that something is about to start, as in the moments before the conductor’s baton raps against the...