Four Directions
I’ve attended ceremonies where, in the Native American tradition, the four directions are invoked before an event gets underway: a poem of homage to...
Tag: birth
Let me Count the Ways
Let me count the ways in which the world eludes enumeration and understanding. Trying to hold a steady image feels like peering into a...
Life’s First Encounters
Last week, my mother would have been 104 years old. “Would have” because she died 32 years ago. I don’t know the exact day...
Taking Unfair Advantage
Once upon a time, there was a tribe of two–legged beings. They became the dominant species on their planet, prevailing over those with more...
Once Upon a Time
As with the question “Which came first, the chicken or the egg?” we can ask “Which came first, time or this moment?” “Once upon...
Amateur Artist at Work
Words force themselves into my mind Like “friendly” Facebook bots Claiming to speak on behalf of a meaningful life. Aspirations keep arising like the...